One World
We’ve
developed incredible capability to influence space and time, change them in a
shape according to our desires and dreams; imagination achieves true form. This
product of our untamed curiosity fills the void which exists between the
thought and the soul, in an age when every one of us is an alchemist. In that
vast distance, in that space under the skin, there we exist. And our home
becomes all, undreamed, undenied… the planet.
The
gene pool is growing benevolently in the mystery inside the depths of our
timeless conscience. In that microcosmos of ourselves where everyone is a
galaxy of its own, our potential lies limitless in the probabilities of the
possible outcomes of the future; and this possibility of hope must give us
strength to strive toward endeavors promising enrichment both of the self and
the totality of all. Here, on our blue marble we exist beyond count, and for
this reason, our society should mirror happiness, unity and plenty.
The
old ways are gone, they’re history taught in schools to the offspring. A cruel
remembrance of who we used to be, threat with exclamation as a warning of the
beast within. An entire niche of questions haunting our existence, carrying
only bitterness in the spaces beneath the skin, suppressing our sentient selves
on the margins of human opportunities; all of this is but a cast into exile. There
is nothing eroding the spirit anymore, nothing that makes us float in the chaos
of our heads, turning us against each other.
One
world, ours… a jewel fantastic as it is.
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