"This is one corner of the country on one continent on one planet that's a corner of a galaxy that's a corner of a universe that is forever growing and shrinking and creating and destroying and never remaining the same for one single millisecond. And there is so much to see, Amy. Because it goes so fast." -11th Doctor.
I am insignificant.
We're born. We are taught to walk and speak the language of our country. We grow from a jellybean into lanky, awkward adolescence. At this stage, we are constantly being told what to do, how to do it, when to do it and then thrusted into the 'real world' to find our own place, what career would best suit the government, and then living out the rest of our lives in a job we don't like, stuck with a spouse that we don't like, and forcing their offspring into the exact same thing. We learn things in school like how to solve a parabola and what the atomic mass of Yttrium is. But we are not told about our dying world. We are not told that we, as humans, are completely demolishing this beautiful planet of Earth. Pollution, fracking, war, destruction of our precious resources. Then there's society, which is an absolute clusterfuck of sexism and degradation which causes men and women alike to hate everything about themselves from our hair to stretch marks to, god forbid, looking hideous coming back from the gym. What kind of a world do we live in where humans get away with rape, murder, theft and complete and utter lack of respect for any other human being? I don't know if this world can be saved. This is a world that I, a 17-year-old, can only see going down. I see myself caught between seeing the beauty of the world and people in it, such as the worlds inside of books and music, binge watching shows and spending hour after the hour on the internet or wanting to explore everything there is to explore in this tiny part of the galaxy.
I increasingly find myself thinking the same thing, "I am literally a speck, not even that, in this enormous universe, and I have the audacity to think that I matter?"
I increasingly find myself thinking the same thing, "I am literally a speck, not even that, in this enormous universe, and I have the audacity to think that I matter?"

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