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"Blog Week Birthday Bastion 2024"  Prompt 7. Sept 7. Due 11.59 pm today! The last one. The world is not an ideal place for lots of people. What can YOU do to make it better? 403 words This world is “Earth” right? [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] We people need to grow up and move on. This planet will do fine without us. I think we were supposed to do that, because when I read, somewhere years ago, that “the earth is only our cradle,” it registered on my intrinsic epistemology meter as true. I believe they were promoting space travel. I will try to show that earth has feelings too, in the following rant. Earth lay hurting. It reached for memories hoping to find a cure for the excruciating heart ache. ….. searching deep into its memories far, far back, to when it awoke, and emerged from the cosmos as a fertilized egg, conscious, creative and aware. Memories were touchable like bubbles; crystalized and wrapped, ripe for picking. One was laced with a love song. It brought joy. One was full of excitement. Another described a complicated plan. The next one changed it and made a new plan. Beautiful memories, as many as the stars in the sky, awaited to be noticed. Earth could wander here forever but there was that lingering pain that needed to be identified to heal. Memories were digested, replicated and replaced. Each day brought more breaks in the fabric of life. Then, came the bitter memory, a choking memory. Innocence was lost forever. Earth suffered when "Mother" was erased from the hearts and minds of humanity. Even the word human was masculine. Not that it was a bad thing, it’s simply not the whole thing, it’s a part of something. That word, human, left a hole, a festering gash that needs attention. "Help!" Earth screamed "I am hurting!" The world is not an ideal place for lots of people because they ask for too much and give nothing back. In conclusion for the prompt…. What can I do to make it better? My answer is I can continue to work with nature conservancy groups. We purchase lands and try to restore them to their natural state of being. (free from drills and bulldozers and, man-made chemicals) [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] BUT if you are talking about too many people....I don't have an answer for that. Or if you are talking about how to make other people happy...Just be kind to each other. ![Merit Badge in Wake Up
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