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there is an ominous sense of portent in the air in the orange glow of the sun in the dry heat in the smoke in the air for others it was far worse in hellish bush fire infernos seeing their homes and all familiarity converted to ash alone with nothing but tears a natural disaster born of unnatural plundering of earth resources the consequence of consumerism without restraint and a soothsaying denying bogan Shrek of a PM pretending to care just to save his political neck go back to kirribilli ya **** there’s no votes for you here suddenly the consequences of she'll be right we'll vote for relatable people who will take care of jobs are outed as people who have no long term idea but the're own short term political survival and are culpable for the hell around us now suddenly the offence we have inflicted on nature is showing us the kick back and the arrogance of thinking we were in control is being torched by an angry mother who doesn't love us for what we've done we were deluded to think we had any control now surrounded by bush fires that are out of control portending a time for humility and acceptance that we are not needed
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Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
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there is an ominous sense of portent in the air in the orange glow of the sun in the dry heat in the smoke in the air for others it was far worse in hellish bush fire infernos seeing their homes and all familiarity converted to ash alone with nothing but tears a natural disaster born of unnatural plundering of earth resources the consequence of consumerism without restraint and a soothsaying denying bogan Shrek of a PM pretending to care just to save his political neck go back to kirribilli ya **** there’s no votes for you here suddenly the consequences of she'll be right we'll vote for relatable people who will take care of jobs are outed as people who have no long term idea but the're own short term political survival and are culpable for the hell around us now suddenly the offence we have inflicted on nature is showing us the kick back and the arrogance of thinking we were in control is being torched by an angry mother who doesn't love us for what we've done we were deluded to think we had any control now surrounded by bush fires that are out of control portending a time for humility and acceptance that we are not needed
Australian bush fires more intense than ever. The warnings were there, but leaders did not lead. We are angry.
rick-warr
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Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
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