Its Environmentaly Wack and I'm Making My Attack

This morning I was sat on a rock at the beach from 7:00 to roughly 7:40. In those forty minutes I saw, heard, smelt and just overall sensed beauty in its rawest, most wonderful form: Nature. I also saw, heard, smelt and sensed the raping of our world. I saw huge, filthy tankers and that made me think about the sea life that has and still will die because of us. Once, when I was on a dock, I saw this bloated, dead body of a seal, white and rotting. Beside it, the water was rainbow colored from all the gasoline from the boats. I've seen clearcut forests and it makes me think: "Why don't we stop this? I'm sure that those who head these operations realize the consequences of destroying the world and yet they destroy it all the same. Why?". The answer is obvious. Profit.
We've been conditioned to believe that money is a necessity. Its not. But thats what many people think. After all, without money, you wouldn't have your T.V. right? But when the atmosphere is obliterated, when the ozone lair has disappeared, when there is no air to breath, its going to take a crowbar to take the T.V. remote from your rigid, dead hands. For rigor mortis will have set in by then. Or at least its physical incarnation. True rigor mortis has set in centuries back, when all of our "progress" had begun. When Columbus and Cortes had massacred all the natives that had been living. There are only a few tribes of people scattered across the world that have been left untouched by this "modern world". This world of savage, blood-thirsty savages. For we are not living in civilization. We are living in a world of evil, murder and the unnatural, disgusting beauty. The things we now hold dear are the tools of this worlds destruction. We must take action. We cannot tolerate this raping of Mother Nature. We cannot tolerate these dams, who hold back her fury and her gentle kindness. We cannot tolerate these clear cuts which mar her subtle beauty. We cannot tolerate these strip mines who rob her of her of that which keeps her going, and holds her up. We cannot tolerate these fat cat, rich, greedy sons of bitches who take advantage of her and exploit her. We must take action.