On Civilisation

Humankind's existence borders on the illusionry, and the word legacy has been very much abused. Significant our (dubious) achievements may well be, many of the modern trappings our society has lauded will not stand the test of time. In all likelihood once the last humans have disappeared off the face of the planet, the Civilisations on this Earth will be reduced to the fragile dust in which it originated, and will ultimately be reclaimed by the Nature of old within 10,000 years. 

Not that it would really matter to us by then. Schools of thought abound regarding the after-life, and range from animal reincarnations to alien evolution. Perhaps our collective memories will be retrieved by some alien archaeologist, or perhaps we could ship these out to one of our satelites for more permanent storage.

Ultimately, I believe that efforts to add some semblance of permanence into our footprint are relatively futile. For such moments of historical significance more often than not pale in substance when compared to the little snippets of joyful daily living that we have been called to engage in. 

If collecting past glories be fair, and planning future conquests be good, then treasuring the present be divine.