our spaceship

human history
is the history of
love & aggression,
cooperation & migration,
creation & procreation.
nothing new there.
people believe
they know some shit
when they don't.
nothing new.
the only essential issue
of our time
is the irreversible destruction
of our magical blue planet,
but it exceeds our imagination
and so we regress
to seek survival
within our own little tribe
while destroying the spaceship
that carries all of life,
but i'm over it, really.
i have arrived at acceptance.
it is what it is.
fuck it.