Our Burden
Humanities burden
Something nihilistic is churning on my mind what if strife is embedded in our psyche
normality is war punctuated by peace; the peace is prosperous but wallowing in
the softness concern of female interest love of dogs, making them into soft toys.
This somnambulistic existence brought no inventions and humanity, thanks to
the low birthrate was dying out.
Nature took charge and brought on the devastation the will to survive took priority.
To endure, we had to forgo lax options and be aggressive even if it meant inventing
the enemies.
War brought fore inventions benefiting warmongers but also spilt over to help man in
his daily struggle to make agriculture more efficient.
In the following years, the alternation between wars and peace became a norm, a dream
of lasting armistice unobtainable.
This throwing and towing as we see in Ukraine eventually, it will stop as all wars do
providing if a third-party stop interfering and making the war global.
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