Well said.

"This earth, she’s a snake. She’s being pierced with arrows, curled into a ball, biting her own tail from the pain, and now rising up in anguish, her back rippling and knocking askew settlements nestled into her corded muscles. Her coils buck up, and she’s thrashing, drooling and panting, tears and blood streaming out in great gouts and overflowing the banks. How long until she shakes us off for good?" - Anjeliska