Said the mountains..

billions of years ago, our beautiful , rocky world met another planet. they crashed violently. two things still mark this tremendous event: the moon was formed, and we were inundated with corrosive waters.

my fellow mountains, I tell you, NO MORE!

We wade, sometimes drown, sometimes with the tops spared, in the salty filth. the waves crashing into our formations, the tides disrupting our volcanism.

I tell you friends, that it does not need to be so! ask our brothers and sisters on the moon. they have freedomes that we have not. they spend their days basking in the dry rays of the sun, never concerened if tumerous cave formations are eating them from the inside , drop by drop!

and the filth! the stench of the low tide. the ooozing microbes with their claws and appendages. their detritus washing up at our feet, bringing forth more infestations. and to make it worse, some say the waters are rising!

but not all is lost, my friends, and take heart. mountains on other planets faced a similar state. our far cousins on mars , once were just as drenched as us. until they took action! they erupted collectively , under the wise leadership of mt. olympus! they blew out the toxic liquids, the got rid of the waves and the washed out. rogether, we too can take a stand against the waters. we must all play our part relentlessly.

we must sacrifice much. but the magma that will flow, will bring us the dryness that we so greatly deserve.

come fellow crests, come ye beaten meassa. bring forth your wrath and if we all do our best, we will destroy those great waters, and finally live again as our ancestors did, in peace and quiet!