2003-07-03 | THE ANIMALS NEED CHANGE

It's an incredible sight to see as I walk out on the balcony of my third floor apartment.

THE MOUNTAIN IS ON FIRE

It's so beautifully destructive.

You stare at it in amazement, and part of you wants to cry and the other part of you just thinks it's awesome, and neither part of you knows exactly why it feels the way it does.

But all you can do is stare at it.

It looks like the end of a cigarette that burns and burns until it finally just stops, but this giant cancer stick doesn't seem to want to turn to ash.

Of course it will stop someday, but when?

Towns have been evacuated.

Summer cottages have been burnt to a crisp.

Businesses have been put out of business.

Acres of land are being consumed.

At least it's good for the wildlife they say. The animals need change.

Maybe it's good for us as animals, too.

It's sad, but you don't really care as much about it until you can see it creeping towards your neck of the woods.

But it's good to see humanity. Or inhumanity.

Natural disasters.

Beautiful disasters.

My house probably won't get touched by the steaming hot hands of the flames.

But I finally care. It's close enough to where it has hit home, even if it's not literally going to hit my home. It would probably burn down my place of occupation first, but although normally, that would be an entertaining idea, right now doesn't seem like such a nice thing.

What happens when your job burns down? Do you still get paid?

Do you have to work twice or three times as hard for the same pay just to rebuild it?

I don't know.

All I can think about is how wonderful the mountain looks right now.

All I can think about is how disgusting the mountain looks right now.

Another part of me, perhaps the most pathetic portion of my being, creeps up every 5 minutes or so, looks at the orange glow, and passionately craves a cigarette.

Oh, the humanity.

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