In the larger scheme of things...

The world will be split up and broken into two halves. 

The oppressors and the oppressed. 

Neither half will recognise nor validate the other's perspective. 

The oppressors will remain agnostic about the perpetual marginalisation of the oppressed. 

The oppressed will fail to find a voice clear and resounding enough to scream out loud: "this. is. enough." 

Some of us will die fighting the good fight. 

Some of us will die buying into the notion that good does not exist. That good does not have the power to change bad. 

Some of us will flit between the two. Gaining and losing hope. 

Soon enough, no amount of good will be enough to fight against the bad. 

All we'll see all around us is bad. We'll then buy into the notion that all good is dead. For good. 

Bad will take over, not like a slow decay anymore but a fast-spreading virus. 

Some of us will be gone by then. This'll all be irrelevant. 

Hopefully to a universe way into the future, in a galaxy light years ahead of us, on the way to where we'll get a chance to objectively look at everything we did. Examine our Earth lives closely and see how we fucked up and where. 

And then by the time we get to this new universe, hopefully we're so hyperaware of the way we fucked up earlier that all we're trying to do is unfuck things. 

That that becomes the nature of man the way the nature of man now is to fuck things up. 

Hopefully this is only one short pitstop in a long, much longer journey that actually means something. That actually leads to something good. 

In the larger scheme of things... 

And hopefully out there, if the world is broken into two similar halves, there's some strong force of justice present as a ubiquitous entity, like gravity, that prevails over everything no questions asked. 

Because at some point, things need to even out. If not here, somewhere else. If not now, some time soon. 

Otherwise, seriously... what's even the fucking point of all this? 

Think motherfucker, think