Daylight, a bright and beautiful day on mother Earth. In the sky, millions of miles away the great ball of fire Sol sears our eyes. Only when protected by the Earth itself, can I see the true sky...our infinite night filled with infinite Suns also searing infinite eyes. We are not alone in the Universe and we can not allow our blindness of one Star prevent us from seeing the rest. I Love Sol, but I do not want to worship it. I can not allow a single Star dictate to me my cycles. Time does not repeat, it always moves forward and so do we. Here and now in the present our collective wills impact. I choose to move freely and refuse the decay rate of a alien atom dictate my rhythm. In this infinite space and time we exist in, marking it makes no sense. Doing so only makes prisoners and slaves, minds, bodies and souls. Repeating history pollutes the mind of every generation, our genocide will never end. Our era is not here because we do not will one, we live someone elses. The Human race has never been granted an opportunity to share this Earth, offer truth, communicate to voluntarily help one another without fear of judgments since equals we have never been. Borders, currency, trademarks, religions, are all weapons of mass destruction. The natural born citizens of Earth have not yet known freedom, peace or prosperity because we refuse to end the war against our own Human race. Truce is the dream and civilization is only worthy of awakened beings. There is no mystery to why World Peace does not exist. I expected better from supposedly loving mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers, all existing with no common sense of planetary cohabitation. We truly are rotten to the core, maybe this is no hope.