A Letter From My Mind: What is left for us?

For this post, I want to take a step away from the usual literature discussion and take a stance on the (not so) recent environmental debate occurring about what will happen to the Earth if we keep destroying it. Enjoy this little excerpt from the depths of my mind:

 

Hello. My name is Dr. Astra Maverick. It is April 5, 2074, and I am speaking from the remains of Greenland. I am currently situated in an underground bunker built for 20 people with enough resources to last 5 years. I have been here for the last 6 and a half years. I don’t have much time left.

This device is my last hope that I can prevent the disaster that is about to occur before it does. People of the past, the world is ending. It started when Russia thawed from the high amounts of greenhouse gas emissions. The sudden rise in water levels flooded much of Asia and took out over 80% of the population. The government promised us that we would be safe, that the factories were being regulated. When they tell you the same, do not believe them. The opposite was happening across the world. The sudden heat flares started deadly fires and burned all the trees from the tip of Canada to the bottom edges of South America. Water and fire dueled freely on the surface of our world, and we were simply the necessary sacrifices.

We became expandable.

So, we did as nature taught us and adapted. We created suits made of the strongest plastic we could find. Something that could rival the strength of nature itself. And as the battel drew to an end, we believed we had won. We were wrong. We thought we were the only casualties – we forgot the ozone layer, which was gently, but surely, peeling away and rejoining the cosmic dust it came from. It took out most of us – skin cancer. We refused to bow, however, and instead redeveloped the suits to give us protection from the UV rays of the same sun we once used to love.

The same suits that were meant to protect us killed the rest of us.

The suits were meant to filter our water and food to ensure that we would not pollute ourselves with microplastics. The tubes, which were made as a result of “recycling” the used plastic, eventually eroded, and contaminated our food and water until all of us were dead from plastic pollution and contamination. My parents were the researchers who built this bunker. They left 4 years ago to find a solution.

They never came back.

This device is all I have left. I am the last one in this world that we claim we love so much. I am the last one and I am telling you that there is no second chance. You have to stop treating the Earth as a hopeless creature that will not fight back despite the abuse it faces from our hands. It will fight back, and when it does, we won’t be ready. No matter how many suits we make. No matter how much we want to survive. If we don’t stop, Mother Earth will take her revenge and ensure that she purifies her lands from the plague that is humanity.

I pray to whatever god looks upon our destructed land that this message reaches you in time. I pray that you fix this before it happens. Save our home because no one else will.

 

This excerpt, if not already clear, is set 50 years into the future where humanity is down to the last person, and she is making a desperate attempt to reach us (back in time) and warn us to stop the downward trend in environmental protection. Regardless of how fun it was to write this, it’s important to note that this future is not science fiction anymore. With the way the environment is being treated as a result of modernism and materialism, this future is all too probable. It is my attempt to persuade you into, hopefully, taking action to prevent this from happening.

 

Signing off for now,

Reality Sucks