Mother Nature Is A Furious Woman
67Run, The Sky Is Falling!
Personally, I'm Rather Glad The Storm Passed
Hey! You! Get Off 'O My Cloud!
The Storm of Life
Is This Your Black Cloud?
Get Off Of My Cloud - Rolling Stones, 1967
Strange Weather All Over The World - It's Not Nice, To Fool the Humans
Mother Nature, you are not a nice woman. You come into existance, yelling and screaming with your power. We dodge, we fight, we lose. You always win. And, why not? You make the rules.
The battle with Mother Nature is a furious one. She fools us with small battles, letting us taste the victor's power. She throw's in some fakers, too. Just when you've worked hours preparinig, she turns the corner. Scaring you into evacuating, she barely sneezes. Fooling the young is her biggest thrill.
"Don't prepare," she whispers. "It's nothing. Hardly a breeze." She keeps her word, the storm is a baby. The young then feel so confident, that their level of preparation drops to nill.
Oh, she's very smart and crafty, skilled in patience. Time is on her side. What does she care about the clock? She is forever youthful and energetic.
Wham, Bam, thank you m'am. Quick and evil, she prepares for the kill. Katrina strikes with full venom. For years, people did nothing to prepare, having been victims of fakers. We were warned. It's so hard to think of flooding rains and destruction, when you're on dry land. Sometimes, humans are not forward thinkers. Predicting outcomes is a skill we lack, because it's often unpleasant. So, our brain turns off, and we slack. Mother Nature wins again; that accomplished wicked step-mother.
Where will she strike next? Under any name, she is unpredictably the same. A contradiction waiting to happen. No one knows her, not really. With flirtatious ways, she sucks us in to her trap.
Doppler Radar tries to get acquainted. Keeping up with recent diagnosis, is extremely time consuming and difficult. Which story or model do we believe? What will be the hurricane's path? Where will torandoes fall?
What I'd like to know, is who ticked her off? I'm just an average American on the ground, what did I do?? What did any of us do? Isn't there enough crisis in the world without the addition of Hell's Fury?
Would that we could contain her power and direct it where it might wipe out some Al Queda.
Ok, wishful thinking. Still, wouldn't that be loverly. Or push a strong wind over into Pakistan and blow up Bin Laden's skirt. That should give him a bit of exposure, eh?
Or even, puff on over to the White House, and blow out some of the cobwebs in Bush/Cheney's brain, allowing them some clear-headed thinking for a change. Naaa, too late for that. Wait, I know!
I've got a few people to whom I'd like to send a black cloud to hang over their head...well, geeze, I'm not perfect. Can't you think of a few people to mess with? An old boss, an old lover, someone? If not, you're living the good life. I don't want to wipe 'em out exactly, just get them wet. REALLY wet.
Okay, I repent. (uhhh, that might be an "untruth.")
Update: Stormy Fay is pulling a fast one!! Just like the faker I talked about...she's turning the corner and coming back at us! Mother Nature stabs us in the back, she's not to be trusted.
Well, where would you send a storm?
Weird, Wacky Weather
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Hi Tari, I too, think it's important to keep the chins up...we are at her mercy tho - I agree, it's her house, we're just squatters. I don't even think she invited us to rent. LOL
the desert could use some healthy rains. but that is a passive response....LOL
I'm thinking STORMS -- who would you like to kick in the behind with a strong wind?? if it was all fantasy of course. =) thanks always for reading and commenting, I'm heading over to your hubs -- been busy writing; now it's time for me to read!!
lol.. passive is true.. maybe im just too laid back.. I can't think of anyone I'd like to see stormed on.. except maybe for that bank manager that turned down that loan.. or that guy that stole my parking the other day when it was pouring down with rain.. or my last boyfriend that downgraded to that blonde-bimbo with more boob on her than a cow with busting udders.. okay.. laid back I'm not.. wow.. just like mother nature I have a vengeful side.. who'da thunk it.. lol..
thanks Marisue for allowing me to come outta denial.. LOL
Hi Tari!! I new you had it in ya!! let's send some stormy winds up there backside...especially the blonde bimbo downgrade. What's with him!! he's the loser!! Here's to a real storm party!!
Putting on my raincoat and welly's now!!!.. woohoo.. I'm so gonna jump into the puddles and rain on their parade.. lol
I'm the wind at your back!!! LOL
hey tari, enable your comment window on your hub about us being "messy" so we can comment....and welcome to hub pages.by the way
lol.. ok.. here's where I admit to being technically challenged.. '.. enable.. how?'.. ugh. . I'll go look and see..
Yaaay.. I'm not as challenged as I thought!
I am concerned.
I do not know what you mean by an old lover.
I have never had one. Is it a new sundae ice cream?
yeaa tari !! you did it!! I'll go comment now. =)))
Hi Mrmarm - old lovers make the best, of course I wouldn't know -- but i've read...
This was a fun read. Love the pictures and captions. And boy has Mother nature been pissed off lately.
She gets us even when she doesn't drop by for visits. Closed schools and businesses, loss of pay, buying emergency supplies, filling water jugs, lugging all the patio and plants inside -- only to find it was all for nothing, just a light shower and less wind than a normal afternoon thunderstorm. Now, we get to play the guessing game of -- do we put everything back outside or cancel plans for the weekend. I think it's more than pissing her off -- I think she hates us! Great hub!
Die Dre~ You are right; she is a fussy woman - glad you liked the pictures; I hunted for the right ones and then decided on the 60's song for fun!! Those were the days!
Jerilee Wei -- my point exactly...we've got all this work to do; and here she comes again...we barely got a breeze here and "she" was supposed to hit us directly...turned at the last moment; the tricky lady!
Personally I think we are
being warned to prepare for the return of the Christ....It has been predicted storms...fires..floods..earthquakes...and war..dishonesty...and on and on...
But if I were to send a storm to anyone it would be to my own careless mistakes, my own unforgiving mind...and my own lack of Faith...
Nice Hub as usual sweetie..you are great and thanks for letting us release...G-Ma :o) hugs
release all you want...this is a consequence free refuge, a shelter in the sea of life...the storm room...safety for all. =)) all things imaginary only hha
You could be right, I think the earth is certainly being purged...
we all make careless mistakes in our own personal storms..you have lots of company. I'm there too! scoot over...make room for Marisue!
Fun hub, I love Mother Nature, we have the latest equipment to predict its fury so we can take cover. But I think mankind does more harm than nature, atleast there is revival and growth after destruction with Mother Nature. Poets need Nature anyways :)
Yes, poets need the disaster of life to find their niche...LOL well, one man's treasure ....
=))
I love this it's really great and I agree with you totally
Hi candigirltnt!! Thanks for reading and commenting; mother nature is a fickle lady - always messin stuff up!! =))
Actually Shakespeare also used storms as writing device. In King Lear he has Lear say "Blow winds, Rage" whn he has been abondonred by his children.
Mother Nature is awesome and fearsome . No respecter of Man or his feeble structures. tornadoes, hurricanes, Tsunamis, Volcanoes and earthquakes are all a consequence of mother nature.
Great Hub Marisue and yet again different.
Now Fay has hit us in the backside with floods in the Northern parts of the state...one can never win with her. Sometimes we live to fight another day.
Good to see you; were you gone on a trip? =))
Well.. if you live in Auckland.. which I do.. you'll have grown up knowing just how fickle Mother Nature is. Crowded House wrote a song called "Four Seasons in One Day". I'm certain they were talking of Auckland weather.. sigh.
Well, you've had a fortunate wind, regarding this hub. It's sailing graciously to the top of the hot hubs, temperature is rising! :)
Hi Ananta65 -- There's room for all...=) I still smile over your kissing hub tho' so funny!! what a nut you are! a good nut.
Hi Tari I wish I could hear your accent; it comes out in your writing and it's so appealing!! Very folksy and friendly@! -- so you get your share of variety in weather there too, huh? Oklahoma is like that, winds of change blows constantly. Four Seasons in One Day? What a title, would love to hear that song! Is it on YouTube? I'd love to find it....sounds interesting.
Yes Marisue I was away last weekend. I will be away this weekend and next weekend too. So there will be some gaps. you miss so much when you are not in contact.
well at least you are getting to travel a bit! That sounds like fun!
You were missed! There is always so much to read around hub pages! =) stay safe in your travels. =))
Thank you Marisue much appreciated
Hi sixtyorso! Traveling for pleasure or business? either way, hope it is good for you and you get some rest and relaxation! =)
I think Mother Nature is very "Motherly" and has provided a paradise of plenty for all her animals and plants but unfortunately humans have failed to appreciate what they were given by their mother and have instead carved up her body, cut down her trees, poisoned her waters and air, rendered countless of her creatures and plants extinct and basically waged a war against Her! It is a wonder she has not been a lot more savage and hasn't chosen to remove us! But as a Mother she hates to harm her children and so the problem has continued. If people do not learn to respect their home, their Mother and the other life forms we share the world with then we only have ourselves to blame for not living in the harmony that this world was meant to be!
I think of George Carlin,
"Humans are a surface infestation and Mother earth will shake us off like a bad case of Fleas"
TMG
Hi Bard of Ely, you are right. Her fury is well-deserved, we have polluted and continue to do so, we have not respected our home, and in fact have destroyed it.
The power of nature is an awesome one, and we have unleashed it and complain of the destruction that has our name on it.
We must go green, repent of our wastefulness, and build in companionship with nature...very true.
I appreciate you bringing that out - =)) always glad when you stop by!!
Hi TheMoneyGuy,
We have caused a lot of damage, as I look and read at the melting of our icebergs, and the pollution of our rivers. Do you remember the commercial from some years back, where an Indian was standing and looking at the world, with a tear?
It's horrific, what we as a group, have done. I hope we change our ways, and soon. But, I believe the hurricanes, and the wind will not die down for awhile, we have done so many things to cause such upset...
Tho' I make light of it in this hub, it truly is a desperate situation.
I think it shows too that humans are not anywhere near as intelligent as they think they are! There is no other species on the planet that endangers it's own survival and that of countless other species so where is the intelligence in that?
And even if by some miracle billions of people start to realise the mess the human way of living has made and want to change it it will take a very long time for people to learn to abandon all their expected consumerist comforts! It could be done though and the alternative power sources could be brought into common use. The natural environment repairs itself fast as soon as humans cease destroying it although it may have to become a new habitat eg a desert where desert plants and animals can live. This would happen where the forests have gone and the land eroded and most of the soil nutrients washed away - new plants and creatures would colonise the degraded environment but it is at such a very great loss of diversity!
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Hi Bard, below is a letter written to the President by Chief Seattle of the Dwarnish Tribe which speaks to much of what you have said. Of course, we are not the only polluters of the world, but we are a main source of mistreatment, no doubt....and we should change and now. Thought you might find this interesting! - Marisue
"Some of our most influential roots are the original cultures of this land. The following letter, sent by Chief Seattle of the Dwamish Tribe in Washington to President Pierce in 1855, illustrates the dignity, wisdom, and continuing relevance of this native continental vision.
THE GREAT CHIEF in Washington sends word that he wishes to buy our land. The Great Chief also sends us words of friendship and good will. This is kind of him, since we know he has little need of our friendship in return. But we will consider your offer, for we know if we do not so the white man may come with guns and take our land. What Chief Seattle says you can count on as truly as our white brothers can count on the return of the seasons. My words are like the stars - they do not set.
How can you buy or sell the sky - the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. Yet we do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us? We will decide in our time. Every part of this earth is sacred to my people. Every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing, and every humming insect is holy in the memory and experience of my people.
We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes from the land whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother, but his enemy, and when he has conquered it, he moves on. He leaves his father's graves and his children's birthright is forgotten. The sight of your cities pains the eyes of the redman. But perhaps it is because the redman is a savage and does not understand.
There is no quiet place in the white man's cities. No place to listen to the leaves of spring or the rustle of insect wings. But perhaps because I am a savage and do not understand - the clatter only seems to insult the ears. And what is there to life if a man cannot hear the lovely cry of the whippoorwill or the arguments of the frogs around a pond at night? The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind itself cleansed by a mid-day rain, or scented by a pinõn pine: The air is precious to the redman. For all things share the same breath - the beasts, the trees, and the man. The white man does not seem to notice the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb to the stench.
If I decide to accept, I will make one condition. The white man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers. I am a savage and I do not understand any other way. I have seen thousands of rotting buffaloes on the prairie left by the white man who shot them from a passing train. I am a savage and do not understand how the smoking iron horse can be more important than the buffalo that we kill only to stay alive. What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, men would die from great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beast also happens to the man.
All things are connected. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth.
Our children have seen their fathers humbled in defeat. Our warriors have felt shame. And after defeat they turn their days in idleness and contaminate their bodies with sweet food and strong drink. It matters little where we pass the rest of our days - they are not many. A few more hours, a few more winters, and none of the children of the great tribes that once lived on this earth, or that roamed in small bands in the woods will remain to mourn the graves of the people once as powerful and hopeful as yours.
One thing we know that the white man may one day discover. Our God is the same God. You may think that you own him as you wish to own our land, but you cannot. He is the Body of man, and his compassion is equal for the redman and the white. This earth is precious to him, and to harm the earth is to heap contempt on its Creator. The whites, too, shall pass - perhaps sooner than other tribes. Continue to contaminate your bed, and you will one night suffocate in your own waste. When the buffalo are all slaughtered, the wild horses all tamed, the secret corners of the forest heavy with the scent of many men, and the view of the ripe hills blotted by the talking wires, where is the thicket? Gone. Where is the eagle? Gone. And what is it to say goodbye to the swift and the hunt? The end of living and the beginning of survival.
We might understand if we knew what it was the white man dreams, what hopes he describes to his children on long winter nights, what visions he burns into their minds, so they will wish for tomorrow. But we are savages. The white man's dreams are hidden from us. And because they are hidden, we will go our own way. If we agree, it will be to secure your reservation you have promised.
There perhaps we may live out our brief days as we wish. When the last redman has vanished from the earth, and the memory is only the shadow of a cloud passing over the prairie, these shores and forests will still hold the spirits of my people, for they love this earth as the newborn loves its mother's heartbeat. If we sell you our land, love it as we have loved it. Care for it as we have cared for it. Hold in your memory the way the land is as you take it. And with all your strength, with all your might, and with all your heart - preserve it for your children, and love it as God loves us all. One thing we know - our God is the same. This earth is precious to him. Even the white man cannot escape the common destiny."
I truly enjoyed the hub but I really love the Rooster over water photo. That just makes my day. Am I just a projecting male or is that rooster being followed by every beautiful hen on the farm? Lucky fellow. Cluck cluck that rooster is in luck. Oh gawd that was pathetic.
Hi Ryan Clinton...I'd say you're a pretty normal Rooster, struttin for all the hens...LOL and yes there they are right behind you...DUCK!!!
Tari 3 years ago
Well, Mother Nature has always been tempermental. I see it her nature to be so. But we should remember.. this is her house. I'd be more than a little pissed if someone dumped crap in my water or cut down one third of my plants or kept smoking in my lounge. All we can do I suppose is 'be prepared'. We've heard the warnings for years and years and ignored them like the boy that cried 'wolf'. We'll the wolf is knocking on the door. Do we let him blow down the house and say.. 'oh... I didn't think it would be for real this time'..
I kinda dig the storms.. their power, their energy.. yes its annoying that I can't get my freakin washing dried but hey, thats what a dryer is for.. (which by the way uses up more energy.. um.. mom nature we're in a bit of a circle there!), but I can live with storms.. I can even live with picking up after the massive storms.. its tiresome... hard work and heart breaking at the loss of property, time and money.. but (I'm a tad 'lets look on the upside' kinda mood this morning).. think of the new stuff you can get.. or repainting the house.. or finally getting that new roof you'd been nagging at the hub to do for the last 15 yrs.. (this is not a mock at the folks that have suffered great loss at the hands of Mother Nature, truly!)
Any way.. where would I send the storm? Well.. there are a few desert patches that could do with them.
I like your hub Marisue.. makes a person ponder.. awesome =)