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Mother Earth, the ground upon which all life in this solar system came to flourish and prosper under the watchful eyes of us Spirits. Well, maybe watchful is an exaggeration considering the wonderful job we'd doing so far. It wasn't always like this, and as Eva, the eldest somehow, I completely forgot what we were supposed to do in the first place. All these eons I lived through were full of "GROW THAT FIELD" or "SHAPE THAT MOUNTAIN" or "just- DO SOMETHING" that I think we lost our purpose somewhere along the line. Where did we start? Who made us? Well, it clearly doesn't matter as I'm trying to save the last bit of earth out of those apes rampaging and chopping trees in the woods. What was different in those humans that made them so... desperate? They weren't the only intelligent creatures in the field, and they're definitely not the most spread out either. They were fine as individuals, but somehow, as a group they had the intelligence of a pug.
Needless to say, floating before their eyes was the biggest mistake we made as of yet. We, at the first few thousands of years, limited the human perception of all that is spiritual.
It was absolutely ridiculous! They always refused to expand their minds beyond what is seen and touched, and when they see the 'abnormal,' they lose it completely. I had to appear as a dear or one of those magical mythes for them to listen to me, otherwise my true absolutely beautiful and magnificent form is just a huge sphere of no. We couldn't just risk it at the start, and it is far too late now to change anything about it. Maybe we should have turned it into a norm, but we didn't. Great.
But scared or not, we couldn't leave those creatures to wreak havoc without any form of internal control. The best thing was always picking the good seeds and blessing them beyond their wildest dreams. That was what fascinated me about the human experience, they were very easy to impress. The tiniest hover would send their mouthes wide and agape, and if lucky, smiles would break and lights would shine in their young eyes. As they are mortals with short-lifespans, we have a responsibility to keep them in check. Not only for the good of the universe, but for the good of their young as well. Out of the many bloodlines in their small society, a few were picked and blessed with abilities that help mankind in one way or the other. Some were blessed with healing, some were blessed with great power, and there are many kinds; some with great wealth and some were blessed with enlightenment and so on. And each were instructed to keep those gifts out of sight, and only give what seems to be wise and good. So far, those people had been influential. True, there is still a lot wrong with humanity, but at least they're not dying any time soon.
That is, until I decided to ruin everything with my idiotic sympathetic heart.
One boy, it took one boy for me to break the circle. After all these billions of years of working and shaping, one boy managed to get to me. I should never work on the field, I should never watch the humans from a close distance. There's no going back now, he is alive. Maybe this should be a test for humanity. Either accept the world as it is, or disappear.
I just hope I won't have to arrange for the latter.