My head spins everyday but I can’t help but question who am I, who am I to conceive this
bright young man into society’s asset to endure to fulfill its long term goals as to
closing the imaginary gap between us and the them. The world has no meaning if we just
bath in its rich generosity and we do nothing to preserve it. The purpose of being alive
is to give another life a chance by walking as far as you can and tapping the young child
and saying it’s your turn now. I can’t help but notice that as time pass we think
advancing society means new technology, but the real way to advance is through creating a
solid communication line through every culture, race, and language. We need to become
united not through producing one country but by realizing that when that time comes to put
our minds together to save our specie from extincting it will not be something new to us
it will just be the real deal not a drill. I know I am only fifteen but these words can
come to us back as a boomerang can but are we ready for it world?
Categories:
extincting, hopetime,
Form: I do not know?