Villager are now asked to rem9ve there fences along the old road, because in lesser then 14 days the area of the new street will be cleared, huge 14m, cutting of all old trees along the road, Mangos, Coconut, what ever the old planted for pleasing like and shadow.
Short thought that such would never be happen if my person would be a Villager, defending heritage, my person thought then on Kamma, why those people are destinated to life as saves in a desert in the future and nobody could help them.
Having spend a life of cutting and destroying living paces and pleasant dwelling of countless being, having cut away the forest by themselves, agreed and called others to do, what else could happen to them, not changing their mind, no inclination to hear the Dhamma and to follow it. So gain similar people their leaders, leaders their people alike, bond to walk upwardly, caught by their blind desires, cutting into their own flesh.
Of course, this will be the beginning of the end of all tourism here as well. For who seeks dusty highways and plantages and since the forest in the low areas of this nature park has been gone, it's just a matter of some years till the last resort will be one of tree-less mountains, dirt and dust and monasteries will become the weekend pleasure parks, wellness trade for those with low desires.
Like cancer, like the buildings of the white ants, desires and craving eats off the last outward refuges of the wise and Arahats, creating their future as hungry ghosts on earth outwardly, in their deserts, caught behind the fences their had build.