panda bears

it's okay panda bears. i understand. i'm also hesitant about the idea of pro-creating just to ensure the survival of my species. is it really worth it? at least you're a panda. i'm a fucking human. this world is too good for my species. the best possible thing that could ever happen to this planet is the extinction of the homo sapien. we have the blood of mother nature on our hands. we can't wash that out. we tried, but the water we refuse to stop contaminating isn't effective in covering up the crime.

if nature is a woman, we're her pimp. and we're a mean pimp. we work that ho to her bones. we got her all fucked up on substances she never asked to be introduced to. she was so pure and innocent before we dug our vial claws into her flesh. now she cries in the night and swears her revenge. bitch says we have it coming and we laugh. we think that'll be the day. we think we got our ho in check. our prideful ignorance blinds us to the sleeping monster, the awful, ugly thing she can become.

mother nature doesn't want to be a woman. mother nature doesn't even want to be our mom. mother nature hates us all. she brought us into this world and has been repaid in never ending violence and disappointment. we call her mother, but her real name's monster. and when the time is right, that bitch is coming for us.

we'll have our day. mother nature's gonna show us who's pimping who. she'll wipe us out with the self satisfaction of a mother at the sight of her first born's birthing. she'll destroy us all to create anew. she'll have her planet back and will finally be able to start to heal.

the destruction and ending of my species is mother nature's greatest hope. it's okay panda bears. just imagine how that feels.