A two-thousand-year-old wall separates us from the future. That old wall is starting to crack, and through its cracks I can see the possibilities: people accepting each other for who they are, unconditionally; no one condemned for believing in scientific inquiry; religion simply a private matter; problems solved rather than perpetuated; the earth respected rather than ravaged; people pursuing their own vision of happiness, rather than accepting a manufactured reality they despise; children no longer afraid to wander outdoors. I can see all that there, on the other side of that cracked and crumbling wall.
A two-thousand-year-old wall separates us from the future. That old wall is starting to crack, and through its cracks I can see the possibilities: people accepting each other for who they are, unconditionally; no one condemned for believing in scientific inquiry; religion simply a private matter; problems solved rather than perpetuated; the earth respected rather than ravaged; people pursuing their own vision of happiness, rather than accepting a manufactured reality they despise; children no longer afraid to wander outdoors. I can see all that there, on the other side of that cracked and crumbling wall. |
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