A couple of months back, I took a shot of the moon from my window. Don't get to go out much these days. It's been a long and tiring time since Christmas.
But by not going out enough and not moving on, one stagnates into a wallow of questions that cannot have simple answers.
Instead, one should step out into the world and see everything with fresh eyes.
How many countless pairs of eyes have seen the moon over the millennia. But tonight, the moon is mine and it calls to me.
When will we, as a race, live on the moon? I hope by then, we learn how to take care of the gifts given to us.
But by not going out enough and not moving on, one stagnates into a wallow of questions that cannot have simple answers.
Instead, one should step out into the world and see everything with fresh eyes.
How many countless pairs of eyes have seen the moon over the millennia. But tonight, the moon is mine and it calls to me.
When will we, as a race, live on the moon? I hope by then, we learn how to take care of the gifts given to us.
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