I started a job as a security guard. The agency works for many different types of companies - hospitals, parking lots, private residences.... They have me guarding a fracking pad. The enemy. The one place in all the world I'd rather never be.
There is so much disturbance in this land, I can barely stand feeling it. Physically, I can feel the ground pulsing beneath my feet as I walk on the hard compacted soil and dirt on my way to the booth each day. I have seen insects die immediately after they spray the roads with "water"...to keep the allergens down. I have seen the types of plants which live near it comfortably....they are not beneficial to this area. The land is soaked in poison and pain.
I was sitting in my booth tonight, alone, on a pad that is going to close tomorrow. There is no traffic on site, and I had a chance to talk privately with the land. The wind replied to my song very easily, and with it, it carried a unusually high vibration - the disturbance, perhaps? The top of the land was stifled, with a dense, empty feeling. Silent on the surface, yet a deep unsettled feeling beneath. It felt like the quiet I imagine one would feel at the bottom of the ocean - heavy, pressurized, overwhelming.
I talked with the soil and the spirits who could hear me through it, and told them I would do everything in my power to stop this, that I was working on it, that I was dedicating my life to trying my damnedest to stop it, that I was already a few years into having the education I would need to start chipping away at the iron fist of this industry. I received a strong feeling while I was talking... it felt like I was being listened to, but also as if I was being pitied. Perhaps not much can be done? Perhaps it is indeed too late? Perhaps we humans have dug our graves, after all. The life on the surface is dying, but will eventually bounce back. The land below is cracking, but will eventually be stable once again. Perhaps we are indeed the ones who need pitied, and perhaps the pain I feel is not from the earth after all.
The future may be very grave indeed.