Who are we? Why do we matter? We are just tiny beings on a huge planet in an even bigger galaxy.

April 6th, 2016, 7pm

It was 13.9°C with few clouds. The wind was light.

We think we are so important and that everything must revolve around us. We kill animals for food and clothes to protect our perfect skin, which we tend with various soaps and scrubs. We use green printed paper to buy our “necessities” for life; shoes and purses and makeup. We throw our trash on the ground instead of carrying it an extra three feet to throw it away in the trash can. We use up recourses like they come in infinite amounts. We think we are better than other people, because we have more money and “power”. We are rude and snobby to the people who stand “below” us.

But the truth is, we aren’t as important as we think we are. People treat each other like crap. They think there is some sort of social pyramid. People with the most money and power, the people who buy Kate Spade purses and Victoria Secret bras by the hundreds are on the top of this pyramid. These are the “upper class” citizens. Then come the “middle class” citizens. These are the people who have enough money to live off of, and who have a normal job and live a simple life. Then there are the “lower class” citizens. These are the people who don’t have a ton of money. The people who work in factories and as farmers.

Imagine you put dots on a world map. One dot for each person in the whole world. A big dot represents the upper class, a medium sized dot represents the middle class, and a small dot represents the lower class. The world is covered in about 7 billion dots. Now zoom out. The dots will get smaller and smaller as you zoom out more and more. Eventually, all the dots will look the same; tiny little specks.

That is what we are. Compared to the rest of the world, we are small. Compared to the rest of the solar system, we are tiny. Compared to the universe, well, we are invisible.

We were all born the same. Tiny, pure, innocent babies. We cried when we were hungry, slept when we were tired. We all end up the same. Dead. So why does it matter our power? Just enjoy the moment. We really aren’t anyone. There is so much out there besides US.

David Wade said thanks.

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