For me it’s ironic: human beings need to build their survival, but almost all efforts mean destruction in part of Nature… How do we manage to live in a healthy environment without harming Nature?
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For me it’s ironic: human beings need to build their survival, but almost all efforts mean destruction in part of Nature… How do we manage to live in a healthy environment without harming Nature?
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All of nature has its pattern, green, blue, yellow and brown.
Glamorous, but hostile.
Hunter, what are you really looking for here?
To hunt me, or to hear my cry?
Come to me, hunt me, be hostile, my Hunter.
The summer is hot, nature screams day and night, like dreams and nightmares.
The suffering in the twilight of dusk is always here, maybe you can help with something.
All of nature has its pattern, green, blue, yellow and brown.
Glamorous, but hostile.
Hunter, what are you really looking for here?
To hunt me, or to hear my cry?
Catch me if you can, Hunter.
I hear your whisper under the light of day.
Hunter, what are you looking for here? To hunt me, or to hear my cry?
Calling your name, under the light of day, hunter. Listening to your footsteps softly, I know what is to come.
My fear makes my blood boil, but I will remain with courage and bravery.
You could wait less to act,
Hunter, be hostile, be here and listen to me scream softly.
Judson Kaique, Hunter - 08/18/2026
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For me it’s ironic: human beings need to build their survival, but almost all efforts mean destruction in part of Nature… How do we manage to live in a healthy environment without harming Nature?
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i'm copying this one: 'the suffering in the twilight of dusk is always here'. the always - it changes everything about the line.
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the repetition of the questions - the hunter keeps asking the same thing over and over. at what point does asking become something else? demanding, maybe?
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i'm worried about you. not the poem, i mean the person it's about. is this still happening?
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The hunter asking 'do you want to hunt me or hear me' - does the hunter already know the answer, or is that the actual question they're searching for?
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Twenty years listening to people and the courage/fear thing here - i recognize it. Not explaining it away, just seeing it. The way you let both exist at once.
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is there more after this? this reads like the start of something bigger
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when you say the hunter whispers... like, literally you hear it or is it more the feeling of being watched?
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the green blue yellow brown stays with me. the colors are all i will remember of this, and that feels right.
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All of nature has its pattern, green, blue, yellow and brown.