We're all creatures of conflicting natures, and we likely always will be. That's the truth about existence; it is never absolute. We resist, we give in, we compromise, every day. We cannot choose one, can't live our lives focused on a single choice, because our three options will destroy us if we chose only one, and only that one, or if we choose not to choose at all.
History demands a toll in blood; ours, their's, or those yet to come. We cannot pass from one age to the next without making that choice, without deciding to resist, to give in, or to compromise. No age in history has progressed without making that choice, no point in history has been so much more important than our own, no matter how primitive those who came before us may have seemed; they had to make the same choices we do, and those choices are timeless, existing in a state that goes beyond progress.
I guess what I mean is, the world can seem teetering on the brink. But then it always has to the perspective of those living in troubled times. And we've made it so far. We've created as much as we've destroyed. We've learned as much as we've lost. So far we have made the choices that, while not always perfect, make a step in the right direction. We fix what we can, learn from our mistakes, and carry these things with us so the next choice can be made with greater understanding. It will never be easy to choose, but we do the best we can.
And I know this, because we're still here. We're still dreaming. And we still bury our dead.
