You are wardens - en ward (in the act of being a ward or guardian of this garden) or otherwise it is war den (war then, war in our den/home).
You are either the wardens of your planet, the loving guardians of one another, or you will be a den of war, a home of war, a planet of war. You live here, so hear this - your planet is at risk if you do not keep up biological repayments for what you have taken.
Dude, your planet is in sick bay and your leaders act as if caring for it is optional "if we can afford it." Dude! What does that even mean? What is money? You realise that the entire money-nexus is fictional, right? Money is not part of ecology or the planet's health system? So? What are you all waiting for? Sack up, man up, woman up! Get your planet off the hospital ward, and be guardians! Earth is your "ward," your "charge," your God given responsibility. She is your home, your den. The "ward of the den" the "warden" is nothing at all to do with prison! Guard your planet from vices, that's the advice we can add. Relearn real virtue, yes! That is our signal! A virtue signal! Can you add this up or do you still think you need a calculator?
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