Extract from "The People's genesis" - by Robert Down published in the year 2649
Earth. A world left to rot as the lives of an advanced species stand tall over the crest-fallen hunk of rock that seemed so desperate to not die in the the solar system along with every other planet that the human race have destroyed. What right did we have to tamper with God? What right did we have to fight the natural order? We try so hard to turn back. We try so hard to fix our mistakes. Hasn't enough damage been caused already? Where does it end? When does the human race put a final full stop on the matter?
When do we realise we are just pests in the galaxy. Mere bugs in the universe. A micro particle to all of time and space itself. There is only so much we can do. Nothing good. All evil. Because that is what we are. We are evil creatures. Vermin that has poisoned earth with its vile, pungent toxins.
I may sound like an actavist. An opponent to the government. Yet what right has the government over the natural order? What right over everything nature has built over the past 400 billion years. All that it has achieved. Torn away. Torn away like taking candy from a baby.
The human race has caused enough damage. They say they are scared of death. They say they are scared of pain. Yet the sadists never admit they are scared of the pain inflicted on others. On "lower lifeforms". So the question we have to be asking ourselves is "Where did we go wrong?". When did society collapse?
The answer is that humans find it impossible to admit when they are wrong. To admit defeat. Global warming comes along, pins it on the cows producing methane. Obesity epidemic? The fast food restaurants fault.
Humans always have that way of passing the buck even if they know they were the ones in the wrong. So we can run. We can hide. We can travel to the final frontier. But we will never escape the end. The end of everything. And it starts yesterday.
Written on 29th March 2648
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