Green Means Evil

The Mother eternally sat still, strong in her essence as time flew by her like she had no time to waste. The Father eternally swirled around her until one day he decided to stop and approach her.

Without using official words, he asked to make a covenant with her. The Mother assented to the offer. Their energies begin to bond, making the Mother become hot as lava. Then hard cold solid grew over the lava, covering it’s sphere of heat. Soon after, something spiky, yet soft, and green covered the solid. Then on top of the green, grew large, asymmetrical brown pillars with soft bushy green material surrounding it. Lastly, taking over a portion of the green underneath the brown pillars were something clear and shapeless. The Father used his energy to hold everything together.

The covenant was complete, but the Father believed their names are more than just Father and Mother. He called himself Father Atmosphere, so the Mother decided to called herself Mother Nature.

For a long time, Mother Nature simply allowed herself to go through cycles. The first season of the cycle would be slightly warm. But the second season would be even warmer, more so hot, almost resembling the heat of lava sitting deep inside her. The third season, her body would begin to cool down and the leaves on the trees would weaken and fall. The fourth season became the polar opposite of the second season. The grass in certain areas tend to whiten up during the fourth season while other areas developed a chunk of icy material lying above the grass.

Father Atmosphere still felt like they weren’t complete. Although crafted beautifully, he thought it’d be a good idea for Mother Nature to birth life inside of her. A group of sentient beings to experience her lifecycles and see how they handle it. Mother Nature assented to the idea.

The lava inside of her began to heat up, the sky pelted the grass with significant amounts of water, and the grass reverberated. Humans strike their arms through the dirt and grass, climbing up above surface.

They all stare at each other distinctively. Mother Nature could tell that the humans didn’t know what to do with themselves, so she gave them a purpose.

“My precious humans,” Mother Nature begins. “By the power I possess, I, Mother Nature, birth you to experience life. But be no fool, you will not slack off. Don’t take your experience here for granted. Do something significant with yourself, be innovative, create something. You will also take care of me and send love through the atmosphere as I will provide food. Living here will not be easy. I naturally go through cycles that you’ll consistently have to adapt to. Good luck on a planet you’ll call Earth.”

The humans understood this and abided to Mother Nature’s wishes. They watered the grass so it’ll grow food, the humans walked in a high love frequency, and they looked out for each other.

Unfortunately, one human, a male, didn’t agree with the lifestyle after a while. The disciplinary system the humans were going by didn’t mesh quite well with Kaleith, the name he went by.

One day he didn’t feel like watering the plants anymore. He got sick of greeting the other humans. His face was exhausted from holding a smile just to appear welcoming when he didn’t want anyone speaking to him or asking for favors. He’d stopped cleaning himself frequently, feeling it’s too much work for him to stay up to par.

Kaleith watched Tamandre, his neighbor, walked past him carrying smalls log to set up a fire soon, which Kaleith knew what that meant. He approached him. “Setting yourself up for winter soon?”

Tamandre looked back at Kaleith, noticing the unpleasant smell, yet hid the expression that he knew. “Yeah. I already have Earstess knitting the winter clothes.”

“Whose Earstess?” Kaleith asked.

Tamandre pointed at a copper skin woman lying next to a big tree.

“Hmph. Why are you making her make more winter clothes? Don’t you already have any?” Kaleith asked.

“Yeah, but she claims the fabric is more thicker. I can ask her to make some for you too, if you want?” Tamandre said.

“Yeah, tell her.” Kaleith said.

Tamandre left to tell her then came back. “She agreed.”

“Okay.” Kaleith replied, standing there like he had something to say.

Tamandre noticed it. “What is it, Kaleith? You feel very… dreary right now.”

Kaleith gazed at him for a minute before finally saying, “Do you ever think what is the point of this sometimes?”

Tamandre gazed at him cluelessly for a second. “Elucidate that for me.”

“I mean why do we have to put in so much work just for a happy life? Why do we have to clean ourselves consistently just to end up a mess? Why do we have to water the plants for food as if Mother Nature can’t command the skies to rain? Why do we have to be extremely kind to each other and help out with everything when we don’t want to? It’s bogus!” Kaleith said.

“If I’m being honest with you, Kaleith, what you’re saying sounds bogus.” Tamandre responded, making Kaleith look at him in disbelief. “I mean come on now! We’re taking care of Mother Nature for letting us stay on this beautiful green planet. We could’ve never existed and simply stayed in the darkness doing nothing. Is that what you want to do?”

“Look, all I’m saying is, why are we so exhaustingly disciplined at all times? And you think simply sitting on a planet taking care of something that can take of itself is a reward for existing?! You’re crazy!” Kaleith rebuttals.

“Mother Nature told us to be innovative and creative while we’re here. If you want to just slack off, that’s on you.” Tamandre walked away attending to his logs.

Kaleith furiously watched him walked away saying to himself, “He’s so… ugh!” Irritated that he couldn’t find the word that describes Tamandre. Kaleith walked back to his tent and lied there. “He knows I’m telling the truth, he just don’t want to accept it because he’s scared!” After a few moments pass by, he checked outside the narrow opening shining through the tent. He watched a man lying on the ground, in the sun, wearing almost nothing but a loincloth. Something about him drew Kaleith towards him. He left his tent, making a beeline to the man and ask, “What’s your name?”

The man’s eyes shot wide open, turning to him. “I’m Nallitan.”

“What are you doing, Nallitan?”

“Sunbathing.” Nallitan looked at him oddly.

“Sunbathing?” Kaleith repeated. “You like sunbathing, Nallitan?”

“I’m sorry, but who are you? What’s with all these questions?” Nallitan finally asked.

“Kaleith.” He answered. “Do you believe life on this planet is bogus?”

Nallitan wandered his eyes around, pondering for an explanation. “Can you tell me what exactly do you mean by that?”

“As in do you ever wonder why we’re told to live a certain way without even questioning it?” Kaleith clarified.

“It crossed my mind a few times, but Earth has its perks.” Nallitan said.

Kaleith kneeled down. “I know you don’t know me that well, but do you mind telling me what kind of thoughts you had?”

Nallitan sat up. “I’ve always wondered why are we watering plants for food in return? Mother Nature can quite easily provide it on her own, right?”

Kaleith smiled. “Exactly! What about the fact that this planet makes us dirty and we have to constantly clean ourselves. It’s pointless, isn’t it?”

Nallitan averted his eyes, making an uncertain face.

Kaleith noticed it. “You don’t agree with me, do you?”

“No, it’s just I’ve never thought of it that way. But subconsciously, it was always on my mind. Look at the bright side though; we used to walk everywhere on feet until someone discovered we could use the horses to do the walking for us. Maybe some time in the future we’ll probably create something that’ll carry more than one person to ride a horse. Mother Nature did give us the ability to be creative in our own ways.”

“You’re right.” Kaleith forced himself to admit. “But why do we have to do the hard work while this tramp sits comfortably, doing nothing and letting us walk on her? Doesn’t that bother you?”

Nallitan pondered on it. “I’m just gonna go back to sunbathing. Thanks for this conversation-”

“Don’t be scared to speak your mind.” Kaleith cut him off, firm in his stance.

“Look, I just want to sunbathe for now. Thanks for this conversation.” Nallitan said.

Kaleith impassively stared at him, then held out his hand. “I’ve enjoyed this conversation too.”

Nallitan looked at his hand then shook it, anxiously smiling before he lied back down.

Kaleith departed back to his tent, allowing himself to sleep the rest of the day off. When he awakened, his body felt energetically incline to walk outside. As Kaleith’s feet soaked into the grass, something in the atmosphere felt extremely feminine. Kaleith instinctively looked behind himself and standing before him was a woman with clear glassy skin. Her eyes were a deep red, just as well as her heart glowing from her chest. Her grassy-green arms were set on her hips. Her long brown hair danced to the winds swirling around them.

“I don’t appreciate what your doing.” The woman said. She spoke calmly like the winds, yet a little slow like she’s been bestowed the greatest massage.

Kaleith couldn’t believe his eyes. He rubbed them then blinked hard. “Am I dreaming? Do my eyes deceive me?”

“No, Kaleith, this is as real as it gets.”

Kaleith stared at Mother Nature with uncertainty. Without thinking too much about it, he replied, “I have free-will, therefore I’m allowed to have my own thoughts.”

“Yes, you are right.” Mother Nature said. “But those thoughts can lead to terrible actions. Actions that leads to ramifications.”

“What kind of ramifications?” Kaleith asked with a tone of cockiness. “You’re gonna break apart?”

“If I ask your father to.” Mother Nature responded.

“My father?” Kaleith rose an eyebrow.

“It is he who is the one that protects and holds me together. But be no fool, I don’t need his permission to charge up my cycles and your time here won’t be pleasant.”

“Charge up your cycles? What are you going to do! Amplify the heat and coldness out of spite for me? You know it affects all of us, right?” Kaleith told her.

Mother Nature smirked. “It can, it is true. But it doesn’t have to. If you keep this up, your recruitment to rebel me will cause the humans to fight for their lives.”

“Is that a threat? Am I supposed to be scared of you?” Kaleith asked.

Mother Nature smiled, not menacingly, but out of care. “No, Kaleith. I don’t want you to be scared of me. I know you think I have it easy, but I don’t. Birthing humanity took a lot of power. Sure I can easily take care of myself, but why put my children through so much unneeded chaos? Why command the clouds to rumble and rain everyday and swoosh you with harsh weathers that blows you off your feet? Why make the ground crack apart, plummeting towards darkness? Why do any of that when I have you, my children, to do the work for yourselves? You see, your influence to rebel me, simply because you wish to slack off could cause that. If you want life to be more easier for you, walk in clarity, be creative and find ways to make it easier. Just know that life will never be easy, ever. I’ve created that system for you to make you as an humanity stronger. That took a lot of creative energy and effort to come up with and I bestowed that onto you. If you can’t accept that, then that’s okay. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She dissolved into the ground.

Kaleith sat there pondering on her words. He refused to think too much about it and lied back in his tent until sunrise. As soon as Kaleith put one foot out the tent, Nallitan ran towards him. “Kaleith, I had a lot of time to ruminate what you said to me and I just wanted to say I agree. This isn’t fair how hard life is!”

Kaleith smiled, feeling warm inside.

***

“Earstess?” A woman whispered. “Earstess?” She whispered again. The word breezed through her ears soothingly.

Earstess eyes slowly opened to woman standing over, whom possessed a powerful aura and felt tremendously familiar. “Mother?” Earstess uttered without thinking about it, then she widened her eyes. “I’m sorry! I don’t know who you are to be saying that.”

“No, no, no.” The woman replied delicately holding her chin. “Mother is correct.” She smiled. “You may call me Mother N-”

“Mother Nature!” Earstess beat her to it. “Oh, I’m sorry again! I didn’t mean to interrupt you.”

Mother Nature grabbed her shoulders, looking deeply into her eyes. “It’s fine. I have a grand message for you, my child.”

“What is it?” Earstess wondered.

“I’m having your father send down two angels.” Mother Nature said.

“I have a father! What are angels?!” Earstess asked astonished.

“Yes, you have a father. He’s part of the atmosphere that keeps me together. Father Atmosphere. And to answer your second question: angels are light beings fighting for the good of the world.”

“What is he sending them for?” Earstess inquired. “Is something… dark going on?”

“Yes, and its darkness is expanding gradually. In the future, I will command the world to crumble, to get rid of the darkness. But fear not, you will be okay as my two angels gather you and the people to a castle that you will rule over.”

“A ruler?!” Earstess widened her eyes.

“You will be Earstess, Queen of Earth, Ruler of Verlumpas, guided by Medesha and Lesredaia, my two angels. You stayed pure, innovative, and creative since you roamed above me.” Mother Nature said.

Earstess gazed at her speechlessly.

“I have to go now.” Mother Nature leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead. “Take care.” She lift up the blanket, sticked her feet in the grass, then dissolved, making Earstess look outside her tent as everyone begins roaming around.