Friday, March 6, 2009

The Man

Fiction?

The man walked down the street thinking about a statement from "Hamlet". He couldn't remember exactly how it went but it was something like, "There is more to heaven and earth than anything even dreamt of in your philosophy, Horatio!" The man thought just how appropriate this statement was for mankind of earth right now.

The man thought to himself, "Why even the trees seem to understand it all better than humans. I wonder why that is?"

Is it that we get so caught in all the little games we play(mental, language based, computer based etc.) that we have lost our capacity to see things as they really are and survive? Is that what it is?

IF that is what it is then maybe we are going extinct, at least some of us right now.

"NO." the man said to himself. "That isn't it. I think. No. I feel the human race like some sort of caterpillar shedding its cocoon and becoming a butterfly. Maybe that is what it is. Maybe now, we will fly as a race throughout the Galaxies once again?"

But many might die in this difficult process of shedding the cocoon. The man thought back upon all the difficult changes for humans down through history: going from hunter gatherers to farmers, going from farmers to warriors, going from farmer warriors to working in factories, then offices, then flextime working online from home, then laid off waiting for what next to do.

Life had always been like this for humans. First things changed slowly, then all at once everything seemed to change. The man wondered if money would still exist the other side of all this. But the man could only wonder and hope he was lucky enough to make the right choices to survive. Because that is where he was now along with everyone else. Totally new rules in order to survive. He hoped the human race was up to the task.

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