Sunday, August 30, 2020

The World Turns

The world spins, regardless of what happens on it. Hard times come and go. Impossible is conquered and becomes routine. Night is turned to day. Kings and paupers trade places, but the rain will still eventually fall in the desert.

Above the planet, robotic satellites transmit more information instantly than existed just a few decades ago. Birds and crickets chirp without deviation. Overhead, squirrels chatter and move among tree limmbs. Under the oceans, sea life still swims in emotionless ignorance. The data invisibly transmitted could stop forever; most life would never know the difference.

Man's influence on the world is far less than he believes. Even the greatest marvels he can create expire and fade away, eroding into nothing.