I may not have faith in any God or know the purpose of my existence – other than I exist.

I have faith in humanity and I doubt humanity. It is as beautiful at it is ugly. Destructive and creative. Self-destructive and self-creative.

Such gentle, self-sacrifizing and compassionate spirits that have lived and walked on this Earth. Such cruel, hateful, all-destructive souls who have crushed everything, including themselves, on their paths. All have left footprints in the sand that lead the way or that we sink into and drown.

Humanity binds and unbinds itself in an eternal cycle until it is time for it to perish – billion of years into the future.

So strange to think of time like that; to think of the landscape billions of years ahead. What will we have made the earth into? A nightmarish, dystopian scenery? Of nullified poles, enlarged seas, desert-like landscapes of land; overflowing with trash from the past and new wars to fight?

Will the earth return to us or must we return to it?

How altered we must have become as humans as well by then. So far from our conception … or perhaps even closer to it?

The human mind will never be able to see that picture clearly before the time is right.

Until then, I hope humanity doesn’t manage to destroy itself. I hope it saves itself.

I stand by and watch it fighting against everyone and itself. As long as it exists it will keep fighting. I try to find my place in it all and help the best I can, knowing my voice will never be enough. I wish I could do more. But I’m only human.

Yet, even the gods throughout time have proven to not be enough.


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