Mother Earth; a complex consciousness expressed in fire, wind, air and water; she herself; a daughter of the universe. Animals, birds, insects, forests share her voice. Humanity her wayward child has one last choice; to be past or future? A voice of desolation or transformation?

GuardyanAngel 😈🇷🇴 @rockhound Alex Hale 🌒 Jekka23 Ⓥ 🍃💚🍃##antigrowthcoalition Save the Planet Group 🌍 ⏳ Save the Planet Group 🌍 ⏳ Save the Planet Group 🌍 ⏳ GO GREEN Bianca#We are one 🌎 Testimonytalks Ian.K. NaturEconomist Robert Redmayne Hosking 🔥🌍🔥 Dudly Mohr VoiceBoxLive VoiceBoxLive SavethePlanetGroup Killgin Stark So hoping Grim gets better quickly. He must take a break and get well.
I'm hoping everyone in STPG will start participating in spaces and that we can hold a STPG official space.
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Save the Planet Group Save the Planet Group 🌍 ⏳ Alex Hale 🌒 Dudly Mohr Ian.K. NaturEconomist Gerald Kutney - 🌏🔥#ClimateBrawl🔥🌍 GO GREEN Robert Redmayne Hosking 🔥🌍🔥 Jekka23 Ⓥ 🍃💚🍃##antigrowthcoalition Bianca#We are one 🌎 Our Sun is a powerful being
Alongside all the stars
& planets
The Sun disappears
at night, whilst
Our Moon takes over
However,
They are both there for us
Whether seen
Or hidden
They give us hope
In a world
Which is
Glyden....❤️

President Grim on 'The Value of the Earth'

Mr Absolem Page,
At 90 years of age,
Looked back upon his life.
He'd raised two children;
A son, a daughter.
Mary; Absolem's
Beautiful wife,
Died many years before;
Such is the levelling,
Touch of time;
The overriding
Laws of nature.
Cars and properties;
Luxuries,
Most never

Excuse me. So sorry. I have now fixed my laptop. If you did not know, the keyboard broke. I shall endeavour to reply to all those who have kindly messaged me. Perhaps, write more poems? If I can think of something? 🤨🤔🙄😂🤪To those who cared enough, to try and crowd fund for a

Please excuse my delay in replying to messages and replies. The Save the Planet Group is somewhat disbanded, we were purged on X, but trying to reform. Kara, El, Ros, Karlia, Percy, Ramona and others will hopefully return. Alex Hale 🌒 ; SavethePlanetGroup are very much a part of the

Dandelions;
Wherever their spiked leaves grow,
Spread out across the land,
In crowned, glorious, yellow,
Floret heads.
A question oft repeated...
Wherever their seeds
Are blown and carried aloft;
'Weeds? Or flowers?
Empowering? Or devouring?'
Many ordinary humans believe,

It was once believed, humanity
Could not control the wind.
When humankind first sailed,
In their thirst for knowledge,
Of the world;
Log rafts and boats;
Simple crafts, set afloat,
Unfurled their sails;
Flayed and dried;
Fashioned by dead animal skin.
Animals died in

Dreams meandering;
Streams unwinding,
Unconfined by time;
Flowing onwards,
Sublime memories.
The breath of pure air;
Blue skies above,
Rise against the sunrise;
Life has begun again,
Never seems to end;
Dreams of hope,
An unrelenting dance
Of nature.
Bees and butterflies,
Seize

High trees,
Abundant,
With illuminated leaves,
Whisper in their branches;
The wind rustles them,
Again and again;
Unleashing,
Avalanches of bright,
Shimmering, sunlight.
Rows of trees;
Plush with green leaves,
Stand serene;
Untouched,
By human hand.
Sunlight breaks;
In little,

Who are the Vorte,
I hear you ask?
They are creatures,
Who fail in every task.
Ask them to speak,
They will not reply;
Ask them to listen,
They would rather die.
The Vorte are useless;
Totally lazy,
Their memories are poor,
Deliberately hazy.
They sit on their backsides,
All

Dark skies,
Fire against ice.
The humdrum,
And mundane,
Remain silent.
The shuffling hoards;
Stifled by the fire
At the core;
Walking head bowed,
Where the Overlords
Enslave with misplaced law.
'Why?'
The lost ones ask,
'Why must we exist,
Held within an iron fist?
Grinding

🥰

Never be,
What you are expected to be.
Never see,
What you are expected to see.
Speak with a greater
Depth of belief;
Leave no stone unturned,
Learn all you can.
No man, or woman,
Should ever walk alone.
No one,
Should be unknown;
Set aside, ignored, forgotten,
Or lied to;

True science does not
Create compliance,
Merely provokes the liar;
Stokes blind desire,
To never know the truth;
To speak with a closed mind.
Never to hear;
Nor, seek scientific fact,
Never to act,
Or grow,
To veer away from reality;
In pursuit,
of a perceived hoax.

To lose sight;
Allow the mind to close;
Makes every vision blind.
Judging merely by faith;
Religious or otherwise,
Therein Lies the path,
Of inevitable misconception.
Question your value;
Before it is too late.
Do not count in numbers;
An amount measured,
By the treasures you

Between the mountains,
The land and the sky,
Lies a path to rebirth;
Each step upon the earth,
Must be treasured;
Measured wisely.
Gentleness given
To all creatures.
Humanity, not riven
By individual ambition.
Our touch should enrich;
Never strip away,
Lay waste.
Humanities

At the last hour,
That the lion roars,
And the hunter,
No longer ignores
The meaning.
When lambs,
Dancing in the wood;
Their bleating voices,
Finally understood.
Beyond, where all
Our eyes are seeing;
Where every living
Being, equals all.
Beyond earthly
Life and death;

This is 2024 and the bullshit is flying.
Lets be clear about what bullshit is. Bullshit is when you make things up out of thin air.
An example of lotsa bullshit: