TRUTH

Nature is sacred.

Earth is not a warehouse. Not a backdrop. Not a raw material dump.

She is alive — breathing, aching, burning.

The rivers are her bloodstream. The forests, her lungs. The soil, her skin.

Wildlife not your commodity its living, part of it with rights.

We were not born to dominate, exploit — but to live as part of it.

She does not belong to us. We belong to her.

It is not a resource — it is a living force, desecrated by greed and ignorance.

It gave life. We returned poison.

To protect it is not just virtue — it is duty.

To stand in its defense is not heroism — it is the bare minimum.

Instead, we betrayed the sacred bond.

We chose profit over protection, greed over grace.

We desecrated forests, choked oceans, poisoned skies.

We buried our conscience under concrete and convenience.

This is dharma: to do what is right.

Responsibility is not optional.

Righteousness is not negotiable.

Reverence without action is betrayal.

Our planet bleeds.

Forests razed. Oceans poisoned. Species erased.

Skies suffocated. Soil dead. Rivers choked.

we live at war with it.

We extract until barren. Burn until breathless. Kill until silent.

We call this “normal.” We call this “growth.”

But it is madness — polished and packaged.

We are the only species that destroys its home and calls it success.

This was not evolution. Its maddness.

It is annihilation — done by human own hands.

Nature, Earth, species is not voiceless — it is screaming in every language.

We are deaf — deaf by comfort, blind by greed, numb by dead or dormant conscience, addicted to leisure, entertainment.

This is not silence — this is refusal.

Destroying, poisoning everything in sight.

and still whisper, “progress.”

Humans industrialized destruction.

We don’t extract — we pillage.

We don’t consume — we devour.

Forests fall for margins.

Oceans suffocate beneath plastic and profit.

Species vanish by design.

Soil poisoned. Skies choked.

We burn what breathes. We bury what blooms.

This is not collapse. Not civilization — this is execution.

Systematic. Sanctioned. Celebrated.

A system engineered to exploit, to feed life.

It rewards destruction. It monetizes death.

And we are trained to keep it running.

Business profits — but the consumer obeys.

The cycle spins. The damage multiplies.

Participation is rewarded. Dissent is punished.

In the name of advancement, development, progress —

myths of a species that crowned itself wise, intelligent, superior —

yet poisoned its own breath, water, food.

Driven by greed. Blinded by comfort.

Addicted to consumption, leisure, distraction.

Stripped of conscience. Flooded with ignorance.

Humanity exploited, poisoned, erased all that was pure — and called it progress.

This is not unawareness.

This is dressed-up evil.

A war on life, masked in civility, sold with smiles and polished slogans.

We are not strangers. Not bystanders. Not outsiders.

We are not just participants —

we are the doers, the planners, the executioners.

By action or inaction, indulgence or indifference —

we fed the fire. We oiled the machine.

Consumer. Corporation. Politician. Government.

Even the passive, the ignorant, the silent.

Everyone played a role. Everyone carries blood on their hands.

Everyone is guilty.

But not everyone will rise.

Hypocrisy runs deep. Conscience is dead.

The system became the core — and we became its limbs.

Addicted to leisure. Distracted by entertainment.

Comfort became priority. Conscience became a burden.

We speak of change — while clinging to convenience.

Still bargaining with half-measures.

Still craving comfort more than justice.

Still fearing sacrifice more than collapse.

We ask: “What can I do?”

We settle: “Whatever I can do.”

We justify: “Something is better than nothing.”

But it is not.

It is a lie that lets us sleep.

It is a lie that lets us continue.

It is a lie that kills.