a graying cause
to be educated, to be inquisitive is to be exposed
exposed to the detriment, exposed to the dangers
the dangers of our own habits that feel so comfortable
yet comfort is the problem
it seems as if every action, every thing is harmful.
the world around us is suffering, making the air we breathe toxic and the knowledge of such culpability heavier to digest
is awareness the real answer, when action is the solution?
our comfortable living causes this distress, it's undeniable. but these clear lines are blurred by denial.
we must evolve from friction to action.
what can we do? what can be done to save this graying sense of green?
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