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Pla Styx's

by david-john-mowers

WE ARE TRANSFORMING MATERIALS BORN OF LIFE INTO THINGS THAT CANNOT SUSTAIN LIFE, CREATE LIFE WE ARE TRANSFORMING THE EARTH, INTO DEATH. IT IS OBVIOUS, AT THIS POINT THAT MAN, -HATES LIFE. *"At least to all the other things living whom have thought, -like mammals."* Imagine that an alien race has come to Earth.... What would you, "fix," about it? FIX? ..ate, eh'
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Written by
david-john-mowers
43 / M
Published
Dec 26, 2016
Time
1m
Tags
#earth#environment#plastyxs#aliens#plastic#climatechange#environmentaldestruction
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