I love Earth. So much. To the point that it makes me cry if I think too much about it. I think that one of the only reasons that I haven't offed myself yet is because this place that I was blessed to exist on is so endlessly and astoundingly beautiful. There isn't any place like this, and even if there is, well, we haven't found it yet. And honestly I don't care whether we do or not. This is where I was born, this is where I exist, and this is the only place that I feel that I need to be. I don't want to sound like those tumblr bloggers that make texts posts in an ephemeral moment of existentialism but when I look to the sky and to the trees and to the world around me, I recognize its beauty and I understand what it is that I am living for.
A lot of the time I wonder...why do humans try to push themselves so far from home? We've launched satellites and spaceships but for what purpose? Understanding the universe has its purpose, but everyone and everything is subject to death. So will it make a difference when we are extinct? Think about evolution. Thousands upon thousands of species have gone extinct in the 4 billion years of Earth's existence, and our ending isn't going to be any different from the fates of our ancestors. We fight so hard to survive, and that's something about the human spirit that never fails to make me cry, but I think that some people take it too far. Why do we have to fight so much? Why do we continually try to run away from our fate? Even if all of us die, it won't matter. It'll only be a matter of time until we come to exist again, just in a different form, because that's how nature works. Death is inevitable, but so is rebirth. And that's why I love biology so much; it is a constant reassurance that even after I fail to breathe, there is something far in the future that will be able to exist because I did.
It sounds too apathetic. It sounds like the prospects of evolution have made me indifferent to death and survival. But what I'm trying to say is that I don't want to push myself to survive, or try to prolong my life and the lifespan of mankind. Nature has a funny way of working out for everyone, so I'm going to live and die on this planet like it had originally planned for me to. Even if this planet comes to a point where it is hurling itself towards the sun, I won't abandon it. If there is a spaceship that would take me to a place where I could continue to live when I can't possibly survive on Earth, I wouldn't board it. When that time comes, I will gladly take the Darwin award and cut off my biosphere-lovin' genes from the human gene pool if it means that I get to die with this planet because I don't want to live in a world where I can't see my spacious skies and amber waves of grain.
I live for Earth's natural beauty. And I will live and die with that feeling.
Sure, I'll visit space if that becomes a thing in my lifetime. Because seriously, space is cool! Stars n' science n' all sortsa neat stuff. But I am living my life out on Earth because this is where I belong and where I want to be. I just want to experience what I can, do what I can do, and see what I can see until my heart stops beating. Here. On this planet that I call home.