science fiction is something that hasn’t been seen in situ in person firsthand experiences differ than representations and
industrial revoultion not different mch from the communits bastards! metropolis populations to exceed the carying capacity of the earth specific or combinatory filters, with multiple simultaneously occuring catastrophies. god damn ourselves for thinking we have some divine capabilities to manufacture something even more than a minute speck on the planet full of Energy.
Energy itself is the creation perhaps, end goals however are also part of our vision and therefore presumable a creator would at least have our capabilites. Unless one considers our relationship with the creatures of the earth. Bugs to dogs our existance simlply is, nothing more
the creator of the universe is far superior to ourselves. There absolutely is a creator. At least to some people. Our autobiography is a mere internal viewpoint to a closed system. Nothing matters beyond our perception? maybe not. except our lives define us and we must think that our individual conscience is capable of knowing paradise, living paradise without help or predestined paths.
love is a drive to multiply, a gift to experience from on high a most natural high and even necessary one! From my perscpective, a male the female form yields sexual desires to sow my seed because there is a presumably long long time that any number is not enough for the eventual scope and scale of human civilation across the galaxy, (let alone the universe)
fuck the police and the polititians! they think they no better, and say so but others hold the full key Our ancestors witnessed, and those on the other side of the world have a combined experience equaling the total history. One thing may be a figment of our imagination, and whether or not there is life after death, while believed is something totally imagined.
propetic vision s abound, the future seems to be known at times. the past repeeats itself seemingly unceasing if zoomed enough the current habitable zone.