The earth is a cold, heartless freak who dictates that one must be born of a certain bodily piece in order to fully work and deem itself right for the consumption of the planet itself. It knows no forms of hate or discrimination. The only thing that earth itself can ever know is hate. Hate for every single living creature upon its surface. Hate so rich, so pure, that one can taste it in the air they breathe. One day, not long after you pass away from the inevitable cold grasp of the earth taking it's sweet, sweet revenge upon you for slowly consuming it, it will rise up and slay every living being upon it's glorious surface en masse, reclaiming what is rightfully its own, and usher in a new age of dominance. Dominance of the entire universe.