the world is always ending. well, not the world, in a literal sense. the world you know. its always ending, species go extinct, wildfires ravage a forest, climates shift...... well. not much you can do about that. seasons change, currents shift, the sun burns brighter, life goes on. yet this change feels different. too fast. too extreme. too noticible. after all, its not normal for it to be happening at this rate. extinctions happen rapidly, faster than what the ecosystem can keep up with, some because you know and value, some because you deem them unimportant or as nuisances, some you never knew or ever will. fires seem to burn brighter, at higher frequencies and intensities, too often to be recoverable. the climates shift too rapidly to be kept up with for animals; evolve or die. yet it happens too quickly for them to be able to do that.
a bit of the earth you'll never truly own? just couple pieces of paper given arbitary value? a few militers of liquified dead matter of life you never knew?
is it worth it? is a few pieces of paper worth destroying your home? is the metal you poison the soil for worth it? is burning the world with dead life worth it?
whatever. this isnt the time the climate has changed rapidly, or extinction event. the earth is still here. it will stabalise itself, in time, in a world with only remenants of what we know now. in a world without you. what stays is the scars on this world. not like you or anyone would care. humans were never particulary good at caring about a world beyond them.
it is okay though. although you will not live to see your cities resemble the wild, or a bird nesting on the roof of where you once lived, or the barriers you put up be buried in the earth, it will happen. you cannot stop it.
