Dear Observer,
We exist. This is our obligation, our burden. We are. The adjective to follow is yet to be announced, and it is your job specifically to decide on it. Maybe we are cruel. Maybe we are kind. Maybe we are uninformed, or maybe the world is spread before us in a vast array of knowledge.
But maybe we are but blind thoughts scattered across nothing. Maybe we are nothing, and this is our claim to existence. We are the void. But why? Why must we leave this emptiness to the world? God's forgotten children? HOPELESS? No, I think not. I think we deserve better of ourselves, and no one will make the world better other than those inside it.
I am not an environmentalist. I am not a hippie. I am not a hopeful. I am a pragmatist. We have a problem. We have a choice: either we are of the problem, or of the solution.
We exist. This is our obligation, our burden.
Sincerely
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