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Yay! I love snow.
I know there are many, MANY people that do not share my sentiments but I love snow either way. And the good thing is that it is not the small; hit you in the eyes snow. It is the big, fluffy, inhale it and it feels like a cotton ball down your throat snow.
Everything is all misty with it that it looks almost surreal. I could stare at it for hours. It makes everything so clean and fresh. Blankets the city in white. I was worried that we would not get snow for Christmas. It took so long in getting here. Usually we get snow in the end of September or at the latest, the end of October, but it did not come till the end of November. It is still kind of worrisome though. Why was it so late? Was it partly due to all those large storms happening around the world? Or is it global warming? It is probably a part of both.
Sometimes I hate humans, though it may sound strange. We are so ignorant, caring only for ourselves. We kill each other with biological, chemical, psychological and mechanical weapons with little thought for the earth and others affected. Though psychological aspects are primarily human oriented. Our world is slowly dying, and no one seems to really care. As it seems, no real actions will be executed till it is probably too late.
Many species are now extinct, many more on the endangered list, and forests, habitats, and ecosystems are being destroyed everyday. If I were God, I would probably cry.
We are all connected. Hurt one, no matter how insignificant it seems and you hurt the rest. The problems may not appear immediately but eventually they will appear. This seems to be one of the things that people do not understand or care to understand. Every little bit counts because they all add up in the big picture.
It is like hair. Lose one or two and it does not seem like a big deal. But as more fall out and less grows back in, 3 hairs a day, add up to 21 hairs a week to 84 hairs a month to 1,008 a year. How much hair can you lose before you become bald? It is the same with the Earth and its resources. Eventually things will start to run out and then we will really be screwed.
Someday, because of our stupidity there may not be any more snow. No more sparrows and robins in the sky, no more seals, penguins or whales in the waters and no more tigers, bears and gazelles on the land. With the rate we are going, it would seem that trees in the future, will be in short supply also. Honestly, if that where to ever happen, I hope it will be after my lifetime, as selfish as that may be. What is currently happening is already breaking my heart. Not only because of what is happening to the environment but also because of how we cannot seem to help one another.
Millions are starving and even in this "civilized" day and age there is still barbaric fighting. People may like to think that we are above those from the past and are no longer like our ancestors of cavemen and such but we truly are not much different. Sure our brain mass is larger, level of technology is higher and we now have new ways of doing age-old jobs and such but in truth we still fight like barbarians. Only now our weapons have farther range, our projectiles, faster and with more force, and the destruction inflicted, of greater magnitude with longer lasting effects that will span for centuries and generations.
It is sad really. How in the end we are probably going to be our own destruction. I would not blame god if he wiped out the human race again but yet he has not. So there must still be SOME good in the world still left, that he does not have the need to restart what he created. With God's accepting and forgiving nature, the day that he feels he has to purge his works like stories of old, will be a sad day indeed because then it means that even he found us hopeless and unworthy to live. But then that seems like an oxymoron wouldn't it?
The merciful god bringing down his hand to destroy all, but in the end, it will probably be a mercy. Instead of having us die slowly with our own hatred and being our own poison. Killing our own kin.
He promised never to flood the world again, the rainbow is a testament to this oath but what is stopping him from burning it? Purify the world with fire? Freezing it? Melting it? Crushing it? At least we can rule out flooding I guess. It seems like the end is near, what with all these natural disasters happening so close to each other and in such large forces. Seems like a hint. Though no one on earth can be sure.
Funny how a bit of snow can get you thinking. But then again, my mind wanders quite a bit. Particularly when I am alone or when I am trying to procrastinate. Bad I know. Still, despite everything, all these thoughts began with snow.
I still cannot really express how much I love snow. I know it is cold and when it starts to melt it turns into slush or becomes ice when it gets trampled, makes your socks wet if you get it in your shoe and causes avalanches. But still, winter is my favourite season. I do not think I would be able to bear without seeing snow at least once a year. I guess it may be because I grew up with it being here almost 9 months a year.
If any of you come from a small town you may realize what I speak of but in any case, I wish I were back in my hometown. Though our winters were extremely chilled temperature wise, it still seemed nicer then the warmer but windier weather where I am now.
The city is fairly small compared to where I am now. There were fewer streetlights reflecting off the snow. We were up North and because of the cold crisp weather, we had clear dark skies the allowed for all the stars to be visible. On nights where the moon was bright and the snow untouched, you would be able to see thousands upon thousands of gems, glittering up from the snow. It looked almost like grounded stars with the medium blue tones of tree shadows playing over them. It is truly a sight to behold.
I remember sitting in my room when everyone was fast asleep, just watching the scene. No matter how many times I see it, it still takes my breath away and I miss it dearly. If I could, I would stay there purely for the snow. We also had the aurora borealis, where I came from. The large cities can never outdo this.
Many people leave the town because there really isn’t much there aside from the oilsands. I had to leave for school, but what I would not do to be back there every night in the winter, to watch my wonderland. I used to wish I could fly during these times. Fly so that I could see the horizon unobstructed by the roof of my house. Wings if you would, it would have been and still is, my greatest wish.
If I die and I have to stay as a ghost on this earth for one reason or another, I would pray for god to have me situated there so that I may watch the moon and snow at night. But then again, if I were a ghost, I am probably being punished for one thing or another. Otherwise, why am I stuck on earth?
I must sound really odd now. I usually am not like this, I don’t think. Not so nostalgic or mushy anyway. I Am mushy aren’t I? Maybe I am looking too much into things, spend too much time watching and thinking. But I appreciate it. I think that’s what counts. I just hope whoever reads this gets what I am trying to describe. You cannot really explain something so wonderful. I wish I were back there again. Maybe one day I can return. But until then, I will take whatever I can get.
Even if they are just memories.
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