So I often think to myself, in quiet. I think about the past present and future. I think about human beings as a whole how far from peace we are and how even much further we are from achieving common outer space exploration.
I lay on a flat landing on the roof of my home and stare at the sky, Though not as beautiful as other areas of the world I've only seen pictures of where the arm of the milky way galaxy is present and I think, 'Even if I were to live a hundred more years, I myself nor will our race ever achieve anything close to this except perhaps mars, I think of the vastness, the nearly infinite amount of things we've yet to discover, the laws of existence that we don't yet know, untapped dimensions , parallel universes , trying to understand and figure out the "one true answer" to the question everybody asks themselves at least once in their life."
This brilliant, exotic, gorgeous, dangerous, wondrous, existence we claim to "Understand" and go on living along side everyday will remain virtually undiscovered in my lifetime because the ignorant minds of our species see it more fit to quarrel with one another than to find peace, Unify and ensure our species longevity amongst the stars.
Reading books like 'Rendezvous with rama 1 - 4' And 'Childhood's end' Are prime examples of this, even though they are fiction.
This brings me to tears as silly as this may be to others. Not that I very much care about humans in general, but for us to remain on our world without giving anything similar to peace other than different "Races" of people as we call them intermingling as barely as that occurs within all society's is pitiful. IMO.
GIVE ABANDONING IGNORANCE AND EMBRACING DISCOVERY A FUCKING CHANCE.
It's funny, I dwell on similarly grand thoughts so frequently, but rarely on the universe beyond what we see. I guess it's just that we've glanced lightyears beyond what we could conceivably travel to and still seen only millions more dead spheres hovering in nothingness. We reach out as far as we can stretch, and still nothing has reached back. It's demoralizing.
Childhood's end is sort of the opposite sentiment. And I didn't personally think the ending was very... desirable.
Anyway, life is what you make of it. Is an illiterate farmer's life worth less than the life of some high powered CEOs if the farmer is happy and content and sees to it that his family is as well? On that same notion, are our lives made more worthless by the notion that we haven't traversed very far into space? There's no use in dwelling on how "unfair" the world is, unless you can provide solutions.
Last edited by Kaleredar; 2012-12-24 at 09:35 AM.
"Do not look down, my friend. Even in the darkest of times, there is always hope... Hope for a better day, hope for a new dawn... Or just hope for a good breakfast. You start small, then see what you can get." ~ Covetous Shen
Melee isn't awful for Challenge Modes; you are. Melee players are a liability for the windows of time in which a tank keeps an enemy mob faced towards them, resulting in an exorbitant loss of damage or death. Melee players are a liability for people who keep rooting mobs next to them. Melee are a liability to a healer that cannot heal.