you write about preservation so much. is this something you see around you (nature you're worried about) or is it more of a general feeling?
Beautiful nature, lovely nature.
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you write about preservation so much. is this something you see around you (nature you're worried about) or is it more of a general feeling?
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Years of evolution and we are still here. A toast to our planet, a toast to our nature.
The biomes, made up of wildlife, shine like Amazonian warrior women: far from rest, yet always close to the battle.
Green, blue and brown are what make up our planet, aligning themselves with the struggle every night, like two lovers. Perfect wildlife, perfect biome.
Perfect biome, marvelous wildlife. We are always trying to destroy a creation that is beyond our reach, but we will never succeed.
Let's preserve the beauty until the end.
Blue sounds sad, but it also comes like the rain. That enriches life, enriches everything around us.
Green sounds like a sweet rosemary tea, but it comes with the blue of the rain, becoming a wild and beautiful landscape. Meanwhile, brown enriches our soil and builds our biomes, to which we belong, and we will never be able to destroy them.
Years of evolution and we are still here. A toast to our planet, a toast to our nature.
Let's preserve the beauty until the end.
A toast to our planet, we will always be here.
Beautiful nature, lovely nature.
Judson kaique, August7 2026
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what made you decide this was the thing worth writing about? was it one specific moment, or did it build over time?
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i'm writing down 'green sounds like a sweet rosemary tea' in my notebook. the way you turn colors into senses is what i needed to read today.
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i lean toward thinking humans are gonna keep messing things up more, but the hope here got to me. there's something powerful about insisting we'll never actually destroy it, even if that's wishful.
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the way you pair the colors with emotions (blue as sad but also the rain that enriches) really stuck with me. the whole thing reads as love for something.
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there's something unsettling under all the beauty here. when you say we'll never be able to destroy the biomes, do you actually believe that?
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you write about preservation so much. is this something you see around you (nature you're worried about) or is it more of a general feeling?
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i like how you keep circling back to the same words. it feels like you're trying to nail something down.
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the amazonian warrior women stuck with me. when you think of biomes that way, are you thinking of specific places you know, or is it more in your imagination?
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The eyes are beautiful is it your's????
Love it though..
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Years of evolution and we are still here. A toast to our planet, a toast to our nature.