Don't Smoke the Planet Away!

I sat outside on the patio of our apartment (next to the parking lot) as I smoked a cigarette- I thought about Mother Earth and the damage that I do to her. I watched as the smoke drifted upwards and I was ashamed. I looked at the parking lot that uncomfortably blankets the Earth; I know that Gaia, that she can’t enjoy that awkward covering. I know that her air should not be tainted by me, or the many cars that sat in that vehicular lockup out there.
I pictured the planetary pain that I cause and the defamation caused by the whole of humanity, and I wanted to puke. I thought how most toxic waste is produced unintentionally, simply as a byproduct of what people generally assume is an advantageous thing- the fumes produced by automobiles (truthfully, transportation in most any form other than under your own steam) smoking cigarettes, or that caused by the upkeep of our homes.
And suddenly none of that matters in my mind; unintentional or not, it is still what we are doing to her, to Gaia; it is what we are inflicting. It is obvious that we must lessen our infliction. After all, would you be a part in killing your own mother? She who fostered you, supported you in the worst of times- would I play a part in hurting her? Flatly I proclaim, no. So, I rode a bike to my friend Daniel’s trailer, then we took his car (hey, no one’s completely non-polluting) to the store and I bought the patch (to help curb cravings for cigarettes). I vowed never to litter, never to pollute and thereby not to defame the goddess (our mother) Earth. Then, we returned to his place and watched a movie on the DVD player, then I rode homewards on my bike. I found that it really only took five minutes more to get home than when I drove my gas guzzler. Interesting… I thought so, anyway.
My conclusion is simply that humanity tends to pollute too much; that pollution is not one hundred percent avoidable in most circumstances but that we must avoid it when possible. The world is in a tight spot, and obviously that ‘spot’ is not appropriate for the Earth- for she is not to be contained by anything other than vastness of space. That is where she belongs, and where we as her children belong: here, with her, forever and ever. But, we continually make it hard for her, as every child seems want to do to their mother. If you think about it that way, as I do, it‘s either sad, or humorous… the two feelings are, after all, so very similar. Perhaps that‘s an enlightening notion- and, here’s hoping that this entire writing is full of those.

Don't Smoke the Planet Away!

Samuel Farrell

Joined February 2008

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The Earth can’t be smoked away! My relization.

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