| | (A side story: Voice of the Planet)
Before I get started on my side entry, time to go over what happened the past few weeks.
Three weeks ago -
 
The water was frigging cold - and yes I still couldn't ride the wave board.
And this Saturday as I finished my sushi and sake, went over to the bookstore and started reading - I got a call that made me both annoyed and speechless. Seems like I made a new friend, and my life just got more interesting. (I was annoyed by my dad, who without any of our consent - bought the furball without consulting me. Nevertheless, I'm thankful for a lot of things, and perhaps it's meant to be.)
Now the fun stuff is out of the way, I have a bit of a serious post coming up. Don't attempt to read it if you are depressed lately.
Voice of the Planet
Human beings, as a sentient species, are riddled with destructive traits that are not as apparent in other species. Perhaps it is our self-awareness that gave rise to such ugly emotions, but nevertheless as the only species on this planet with the gift of knowledge, it is a sad and sorry excuse for the behavior we have displayed since our race came into conception.
Most of us live our everyday lives unaware of our surroundings, and seek refuge in our homes during the night without being aware or thankful of the planet that we have thrived upon for over several millennium. Maybe it was chance that we have successfully evolved on a planet which accommodated us with such grace, providing us with its abundant resources and an unwavering shelter in the midst of space. We have evolved to the point where people seldom realize that we are only ONE species that is sharing the planet with millions of others. People talk of "respect" and "rights" constantly on international forums, that humans as a race are playing God by venturing into the territory of genetic engineering - but haven't we been doing that already the moment we claimed this planet as our own?
It is depressing to hear the voice of the planet go unheard by so many. It is at times like these I wonder if we are merely a failed experiment in the laboratory of a creator. My words may sound harsh, but I dread to imagine the path of destruction that awaits our future generations. At times like these, I sincerely wished God had granted me a little more power to right what is wrong, and to do what everyone else should be doing.
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