Today’s Global Climate Strike was a retaliation against willful ignorance. It was compelled by necessity, a stance against deceitful ideologies and empty promises.
This is what happens when the world is run by those with more past, than future. By those who've acquired so much wealth and influence that they can shield themselves and their descendants from harm while the rest of the world burns.
The planet will be fine. It is us who will perish. Us who will become a spec on the endless spectrum of time, our history buried under the ashes of our own ruin.
What I mourn, is everything else we'll wipe away along with us -- art, literature, music, architecture -- thousands of years of us and billions of years of evolution, up in flames. And it makes me wonder: does this kind of arrogance not deserve demise?
With our end coming from the darkest depths of the cosmos, I can find peace. But to be the cause, the catalyst of own extinction..?
Today's Global Climate Strike was the first of countless steps we will have to take, firmly and with dire urgency, if we are to have a chance at safeguarding any future. But it was a big step. One which inspired hope.
May it be the beginning of a great many things.