neither science nor superstition are going to lead us into the next
chapter, even as people try again and again out of the desperation
inherent in the struggle, but we really are not as weak as others might
wish us to think for their own gain… pulled around by the strings
connecting us to our respective anchors Here, the respected ancestors
that won’t let go of the potential energy that allows us movement in
this fiercely contested field of visions… we might know not what we do
sometimes, but there is no excuse for a lack of respect when there seems
so little time to reaffirm the need for unity, at the very least some
kind of compromise… there are those, however, that will do their best to
plan around the rebellion that waits in the wings… only so much
projection into the unsure future can make things happen, everything
else will have many other factors that cannot and will not allow a
computation of influences so easily, and we are the caretakers of a
humanity that can either adapt to or destroy the world as we know it… we
allow the beasts within ourselves to force out this primal respect for a
deceptive selfish intent to make situations better for ourselves, but
there are nothing but curses for the other person as we plug away at the
tasks set before us, thus making an opposed unconscious pressure build
around our actions that stacks the odds in a negative or positive light…
our destiny is to make the best of all possible outcomes work in our
favor, and it is only in our hands once parents and teachers mold us
into receptive beings ready to take on the rest of the world, we must
chase our dreams no matter the conflicts that arise… it will be resolved
as the echoes from other time lines absorb and retract from our own,
our work from this life can be picked up even after we are dead and
gone, but whether it will be interpreted further than we saw it is only a
matter of mere happenstance Here…
