Fifty thousand years from now, when humanity clings to existence near the poles on an otherwise inhospitable world, those living in Antarctica will thank their ancestors for making it a lush sanctuary.
Very bold of you to assume humanity still exists in 50,000 years. It’s been 100 since industrialization and everything has already gone to shit and is only getting worse more and more rapidly.
We’ll still be around. Humans are uniquely capable of surviving in a wide variety of climates, on a wide variety of diets. We may decimate the wildlife population, and billions of us may die, but humans are super good at survival.
Humanity will survive. It will be rough, trillions of people will die unnecessarily, billions more will suffer their entire lives in torment, but we’ll find a way. The only thing that strives to survive even more than an animal is an intelligence with an idea of a future. Even if that’s the belief in a perfect future that can never exist, even if in our ignorance we destroy the utopia we try to create, ideas and plans will never cease driving us to continue. Even if we replace ourselves as a species with something no longer human, we as an intelligence, or at least a kind of collective hive-mind of our creation, will continue to exist. The human will to stay alive will exert itself upon the depths of the universe, even if in doing so it becomes unrecognizable…
Fifty thousand years from now, when humanity clings to existence near the poles on an otherwise inhospitable world, those living in Antarctica will thank their ancestors for making it a lush sanctuary.
Very bold of you to assume humanity still exists in 50,000 years. It’s been 100 since industrialization and everything has already gone to shit and is only getting worse more and more rapidly.
We’ll still be around. Humans are uniquely capable of surviving in a wide variety of climates, on a wide variety of diets. We may decimate the wildlife population, and billions of us may die, but humans are super good at survival.
Humanity will survive. It will be rough, trillions of people will die unnecessarily, billions more will suffer their entire lives in torment, but we’ll find a way. The only thing that strives to survive even more than an animal is an intelligence with an idea of a future. Even if that’s the belief in a perfect future that can never exist, even if in our ignorance we destroy the utopia we try to create, ideas and plans will never cease driving us to continue. Even if we replace ourselves as a species with something no longer human, we as an intelligence, or at least a kind of collective hive-mind of our creation, will continue to exist. The human will to stay alive will exert itself upon the depths of the universe, even if in doing so it becomes unrecognizable…