It feels like different arc of humans landed on different continent or we all came with one arc and left it on some distant planet to save the universe from ourselves
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Everything around us fits perfectly but not us
we consume, destroy and when we build, it causes harm to other fellow species in some way or directly.
Everything we are, rejects the nature constantly. Is it the price of our intellectual or we were made this way.
A destroyer kind . Breathtaking monuments, wonders, everything man made are from the parts of the nature that we destroyed. Like virus, eating from host, reproduce thousand more to do the same.
If you look at this era of technology, you can see the speed of evolution. If someone invent something And that's where comes the question.
Evolution of what? who are evolving? which kind?
Are we evolving or just getting along with the new technology that comes out every year.
Sometimes it feels like we are racing against the time. Like the doomsday clock is running out of time. we need to prepare for that or to see what we can do in this little time that left.
May be you are wondering do I hate human? No, I don't.
Rather I am fascinating about them. How can they do everything they do.
Like every song is not the same. The music, those verses are so different yet fits perfectly in your head. Like you knew this song forever and someone sang it for you now.
And talking about the arts, How does they do it. In the chaos of colors, the order they create, gives birth to masterpieces.
And I am too afraid to talk about, how they write, creating words so they can see the sounds. And the story that comes out of their mind, utterly beautiful and amazing. Theorizing the whole universe with
just imaginary numbers which has no real value, making sense of the surrounds. Why everything happens, What causes them, How it happens.
If you are still reading at this point, Know that I thank you.
I admire the way they interact with each other. the way the communicate, feels, observes. Talking about observing, It seems like in every era they put up a standard. By which they calls something or someone beautiful, ugly, disguising, good, bad. If some of them feel similar, they create clan, label themselves. So when the clan is large enough, everyone has to follow their rules and laws. If u don't obey then you are ostracized. And when the group of misfits grow larger they do the same. Like a waves in a bucket, hitting the wall around it but cannot escape.