Forgotten Savior
It will be funny if the atomic bomb turns out to be the saving grace of mankind. The nuclear fallout may have made newly clear the ability of atomic energy, perhaps creating fusion, perhaps saving the hungry.
Death is being vanquished in this utopian excess of ours. We may continually evolve, but we also continue to create more of our own problems. And as of late, it would seem that the problems we face in this part of the world, the "developed" part, are created out of the moral terrors we face that will tear us apart from our families, selves, and most importantly our spiritual nature. We are so focused on the physical, this realm, that we seek to divert it with spiritual tales, fictions, and religious notions that will never be taken to the heart but are mere parlor tricks in this world of very forgotten days. We live in a place where even death may die, the lulled whispers of sleep pulling him below the depths, the strange angles of Ry'Leh puncturing his essence. We're quickly moving to a place where we'll never need god, we'll never need one another, and most of all we won't even need ourselves.
To survive is animalistic. To transcend is to reach the brink where truly humanity was meant. Evolution no longer takes place on a physical level outside of mutation, but takes place within as we seek to bridge the gaps that we find among us. Consciousness was cursed on humanity to suffer out its sentence, not only as a test but as a humbling experience. Many leave this life blind, victims of their times. Drugs and violence have claimed many, and a flesh and media fixation are claiming many more. We're not yet lost, though quickly there. We've inherited the needs of our past, to fight, to survive, and to need a purpose. But instead of finding a struggle, we find ourselves constantly turned against ourselves. We would rather ignore the symptoms, television and especially porn often the morphine of the new generation, and as widely accepted as tylenol, to treat a headache. Perhaps i'm just spouting a doomsday rant, but what i see in us, has castrated our hope, shackled our minds, and will drown our souls.
Death is being vanquished in this utopian excess of ours. We may continually evolve, but we also continue to create more of our own problems. And as of late, it would seem that the problems we face in this part of the world, the "developed" part, are created out of the moral terrors we face that will tear us apart from our families, selves, and most importantly our spiritual nature. We are so focused on the physical, this realm, that we seek to divert it with spiritual tales, fictions, and religious notions that will never be taken to the heart but are mere parlor tricks in this world of very forgotten days. We live in a place where even death may die, the lulled whispers of sleep pulling him below the depths, the strange angles of Ry'Leh puncturing his essence. We're quickly moving to a place where we'll never need god, we'll never need one another, and most of all we won't even need ourselves.
To survive is animalistic. To transcend is to reach the brink where truly humanity was meant. Evolution no longer takes place on a physical level outside of mutation, but takes place within as we seek to bridge the gaps that we find among us. Consciousness was cursed on humanity to suffer out its sentence, not only as a test but as a humbling experience. Many leave this life blind, victims of their times. Drugs and violence have claimed many, and a flesh and media fixation are claiming many more. We're not yet lost, though quickly there. We've inherited the needs of our past, to fight, to survive, and to need a purpose. But instead of finding a struggle, we find ourselves constantly turned against ourselves. We would rather ignore the symptoms, television and especially porn often the morphine of the new generation, and as widely accepted as tylenol, to treat a headache. Perhaps i'm just spouting a doomsday rant, but what i see in us, has castrated our hope, shackled our minds, and will drown our souls.

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