A True Human story of Morality
Captain:
Blow the thrusters at full bore.
Scotty: Captain, the trusters are all blown out.
First class navigator: Captain there is no more, we are trapped in this endless
sea of denial.
The Sea of past souls: You have ventured too far. The end is here.
We tried for millenniums of history to warn you all.
Analog: The hope was always something that could be, no matter all the wrongful, hateful
frailness of humankind up to a point that is now, which is the point of no return.
Captain: I am sorry, I always felt the greed, the innovation was so perpetually less than purposely propelled
by greed for some, and made no honest goodness sense for exploration about life itself that
could never be understood by mere mortal. The truth is, without caring about others, without caring about the sacredness of the natural ability of our own Earth
to heal itself from within. WE have lost our orbit with the sun.
Those people, all of them, who were human, were horribly misled.
Scotty: Captain, we're back online, the thrusters are firing full bore.
Captain: you mean...
Scotty: yes, Captain My Captain
The ship has weather'd every rack,
The collective is never the collective.
Or would we say, the collective was never.
The majority never ruled, there was never no majority.
If you stop learning about the past and present and future, you stop learning about way to stop the destruction of the human race.
But at the same time, you risk the horrible acts of those who would act highly irrationally.
I guess they call it philosophy.
But it isn't all turmoil, nor does it need to be controlled by any state entity, or intelligentsia.
If only we could more collectively understand our own fragilities perhaps someday.