As a child, I was prone to quite a lot of the most idiotic superstitions. Step on a crack, break yo momma's back, that sort of thing. For a time, I was even religious. Wouldn't hold my arms straight out, for fear of insulting the jesus thing.
As an adult, yeah, I still talk to inanimate objects. "Git in there, you little &@#&*()$@*_!!!!!"
Any lapse into superstitious behavior bothers me. Triggers introspection.
For example, the weather simply is. I don't complain about it.
Short of building some pretty impressively huge machinery, or erecting and re-arranging mountains, I'm not going to affect the weather much, and not really in any beneficial ways even then.
Well, relatively inexpensively, with a TBM, I could probably cool off some portion of an inland desert by digging canals and boring holes through mountains to bring the sea inland, and keep circulating the water somehow to keep it from getting too saline. Certainly with a supply of water, a micro-climate could be arranged similar to evaporative cooling for a small area by constructing a waterfall on its way to the final sea.
But anyways, since that's beyond my means, and by no means would anyone LET ME do that sort of thing, even if I had access to the kind of wealth that could move mountains, the weather is immutable.
So complaining about it would be a bit like 'prayer'. It's not as if some invisible hand is on a giant thermostat somewhere, ready to heed my complaints about the heat or cold or lack of rain or too much rain.