I have been fascinated by mankind ever since I was a child. There is just something so wonderful about a species that looks up at the stars and the moon and goes: “We’ve got to go there!”.
Ok, granted, it took us a couple of thousands of years to get to that point. But today, we’re shooting rockets into space like there’s no tomorrow. And the thing is… maybe there won’t be. Disaster could strike at any moment. Global catastrophies are bound to happen at some point.
Now, life is an amazing thing. It has one singular purpose, to survive. And if you look at how far it’s gotten, you can only salute it for its ingenuity. But have you ever considered why we invest billions into getting to the moon or to mars? Why are we devoting all this time, energy and resources into something that initially only ‘astronauts’ will experience?
I am convinced that something inside of us, some primal instinct, is telling us to survive, to spread out and to do so at any cost. Because what better way to ensure survival that to scatter so far apart that a single calamity couldn’t possibly wipe us all out. I believe this imperative to remain alive is what will drive us to eventually seek the stars and seed the universe with our offspring.
Stepping back and looking at the larger picture humbles the mind. Will our drive to live lead us to one day conquer the universe? Will it perhaps even lead us to conquer eternity? Let me know what you think in the comments section below!