Have you ever read the book 'The Giving Tree' by Shel Silverstein? About a tree who just wanted to help a boy, and he just took what it gave without a thought? Did that book leave you with a feeling contentment, "Ah, good, he got free stuff!" or did it leave you feeling bittersweet, "What a lovely tree, so sad and lonely, this boy grew up and deserted him..."
If you're the first one, you're a monster. But your not alone.
Eons ago, Earth was created from a bunch of debris floating aimlessly through space. It stuck together, and over a period of time that makes our lives turn to less than specks, it became a world full of life. The only place known to us that could tough out years as a barren wasteland, pummeled by angry forces out in space, corrupted with lava and acids... a smoldering world that was on the verge of destruction.
But it pulled through. And then, after another excruciatingly long time of lonely waiting, it transformed into a place capable of holding life. And up bloomed Mother Nature.
She created this world for life. For us. She stuck it out all this time so that we could be here. Now we go and return the favor by taking her resources with no thanks, using it up and demanding more that she can't give us. Taking it anyways. We're derailing eons of work that she did for us, without a thought.
Monsters. Help her. Work in unity.
Or we'll bring our mother down along with our own doomed race.
There's barely time.
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