It's a beautiful song. It's also a lovely post.
In truth, there's not really much purpose to most of what we do as humans. Much of it is just trade with other humans to accumulate more junk. The pursuit of happiness tomorrow by sacrificing today. Before we know it, it's the day after, and we're broken and alone, with no one to care for our decaying bodies.
I foresee that perhaps one day we will move past this...but it's not today, and it's not tomorrow, and I kind of doubt it's 10 or 20 years from now. But one day, we'll wake up, and life will be easier, and we'll be happy, and not have to kill ourselves to survive.
Thank you for your words! 🍃 Yeah, one day probably.. Tho' I hope it's not too late.. Because how the world is going right now, it doesn't seem good at all!
We have hope. I almost feel like in some ways our hope is greater than it has ever been.
Now our hope could be for one day to have a technological utopia. Maybe it's a remote possibility, but it is a posibility. Before what was the hope? That you would have enough food this harvest? That you would survive the winter?