One day we will all die, whether we choose to accept it or not.
We hope one and all that we will die in peace and with dignity, remembered by the world and our loved ones as good people who lived respectable and just lives to the highest degree.
We wish that ourselves, our sons, our daughters and our mothers, fathers and friends will not endure pain nor suffering.
Those with a strong moral disposition will not ever wish pain nor suffering on others, no matter what belief system they hold, nor their personal temperaments.
It is our duty as human beings to make sure that these ideals are upheld across all four corners of the globe and beyond, should we ever be graced to make that leap.
We have a responsibility to protect all those within our powers without judgment or persecution, giving the same level of care that we would hope to receive ourselves.
Our religions and our governments have failed us, yet the zoetrope of history keeps on spinning as the faces of power change, a metamorphosis of pomp and ceremony to distract from the horror beneath.
One day we will all die, and we can say that it was all in vain, or…
We live in a world that we chose to shape, for although it seems futile, we are in control; we have the numbers. We must not give up and lay down to the convenience laid in front of us. We have a duty to educate and inform our children, our peers, our families and our leaders.
We may not see the change we want in the world, but we have the ability to shape the future by our actions in the present, no matter how small they may seem.
One day we will all die, either in pain or in peace, but we will know in our heart of hearts, that every day was spent as an architect, building our civilization up to the heavens as the archetype for peace and compassion throughout the universe.