The day is coming when the Earth will roll, and heal itself at last from the damage that humanity has inflicted upon it for the last 200 years. When that day comes, the seas will rise up and inundate the coasts across the world. The oceans will boil, and great, white waves will wipe the seaboards clean. Forests will fall, coastlines will be scoured away. Cities will drown. Lowlands will flood. The best house you can have on that day is a steel house built on a gimble, as Edgar Cayce once advised. And the best place your house can be on that day is high above the waterline, far from the coast. And the best skills you can have on that day are sound gardening skills, because when that day comes, money will have no more worth forevermore, the oil pipelines will burst for the last time, and nations and governments will cease to exist. The waves will wipe our slate clean. On that day, each of us will realize, at last, that man has never had dominion over nature, and never will.
The Earth is our Mother. The Earth reigns supreme. The Earth holds us in Her blue embrace, and we, as Her children, would be wise to remember our proper place.
The Earth is our Mother. The Earth reigns supreme. The Earth holds us in Her blue embrace, and we, as Her children, would be wise to remember our proper place.
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