To Die For

I would die for us.

For the human race to become immortal and immune to our idiotic blunders, for us to live and die, but exist forever, I would give my life. For the guarantee that we would eventually figure everything out, know it all-from the reason for unequal tree growth to a clear conceptual definition of the universe-I would sacrifice myself. It would be nice to be remembered for all eternity as the one human who ensured that future generations would live on, that the planet would sustain us as long as we needed and wanted it to, and that mistakes made generations ago (oh, when we were young) wouldn't compromise our breed.

Most people think it would be too hard for a human being to do this. I like to think that if you sped up time fast enough, but just fast enough, to to observe life and death at eighty miles an hour, you would see souls forced in and pulled out in every direction, like rain drops, like eyelid blinks. This makes my life way less important and easier to offer.

Watching this existence in fast-forward makes me realize that I am not one blink in a sea brown, green, hazel, gray, and blue, but an ocean moving, thinking, breathing as one. Mixed in there with genetics and evolution is love, home, and every moment since the end and until the beginning. Though I would leave one spectrum, I would stay with my family at home and experience not only what I might have missed trapped in my life, but everything forever, and all at once. I wouldn't miss a thing.