To what we’ve overcome.
Look at me! I am a single, insignificant line of text in this sea of messages. Look at this picture. This is you. This is me. This is us. We are but a speck of dust floating through the cold, unforgiving void of space.
If I am gone, there will be a hundred other letters just like me that echo my legacy. But if we are gone, who will echo ours?
Some say that throughout the billions of years of time in this infinite span of space, countless alien civilizations have risen and collapsed long before us, their unheard whimpers fading into the very same void of black nothingness that sits above your head when you look up at the night sky.
But we can be better than them, because look at all we’ve overcame. Planes that overcame land, farms that overcame hunger, and medicines that will overcome death itself! Isn’t it ironic that as we are on the verge of overcoming nature, nature may overcome us?
No. If worse comes to worse, it wouldn’t be because nature overcame us, it would be because we overcame ourselves. But we could make things better. The first step would be in overcoming ourselves. Because whether we end up fading into obscurity, or thriving in prosperity, we will overcome ourselves.
