I think the last bit of your post tells a bit more of where it takes me, my sense of pain is not for the land it is for people.  We are only doing what is in our nature to do and now we are overpopulated and invasive.  I think the effects of the anthropocene are part of the natural course of life on this planet, it is my views and it may not necessarily be a popular one, that it is completely natural for the upright ape to do what it does including splitting atoms and stripping mountains.  In no way does that mean I condone or support fracking and other envirovore activities, I'd much rather see more effective renewable ways of energy to flourish.  The truth is that right now there aren't many viable options; the good news is that there will be soon...but being envirovore is what makes our species prolific...when we're done with this planet we will probably do it to another one unless we find a different course of behavior.   I think the worst thing I can do is take it personally when I feel empathetic pains for human activity, it doesn't do anyone any good.

Indeed, humans and whatever paths they walk are all part of nature - there is nothing truly foreign about what is happening. I think my reaction to the poisoning and the sheer level of death and change is a purely emotion and highly anthropomorphic one. That being said, I am definitely feeling it and it's fucking with a lot of stuff in my life - my health, technology, my practice, etc. I'm trying to work on growing with it, or blocking it out, or doing something to overcome the intensity of it. Feeling it this sharply is only hurting me, mostly, especially because it is coming on unwillingly, like grief or something similar. On a brighter note, it's really driving my desire to continue with my education so I can do what I can to nail the industry to the wall...so perhaps some good will come from it.

I do hope that humans can keep with the curve, rise above this, and work more peacefully with the rest of the world. Our kind is propagating an awful lot of bad blood (what's new, I guess?). No matter how fast we can change to meet our own needs as a species, I think the coming effects of destruction are unavoidable.

I know what you are feeling. I have the same here in Tidewater, where I grew up. I fell into the river once as a child and the pollution gave me a rash. Even in the twenties it was illegal to eat anything from the river once called Abundance because it was all poisoned. The spirits are, at best, cranky. One thing I have found, that comes close to pleasing them, is names. Give the land the names of the persons who own the pad. They hired you to guard this piece of land, after all. Perhaps in that, more and better has been wrought than they knew.