A long long time ago before any of us were born, we used to have this theory of this all-powerful entity that gave us life, nourishment and salvation. We called this thing God, and we used to believe that if this God (or Gods) did not provide us with what we needed, it was because we angered them in some way, and we would even kill off some of our own kind in the hopes that this sacrifice would show our devotion and respect.
Whatever happened to that? Not the killing our own kind part, but the part where we felt a sense of responsibility and guilt for our actions, even in situations where we weren't at fault. We recognized, no respected, a power above our own. We didn't call the shots, and we knew it.
We are a selfish creature now. We curse Mother Nature's wrath when we have to drive in snow to work, or when it rains during our vacations. It's too cold in the winter, too hot in the summer. Bugs are creepy, and any animal we cannot eat, or don't enjoy spectating is a
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