Our destiny

Who are we? — That is the question.

We are mere specks of dust in the infinite of time and space. We are mortal coils bound by laws, bound to our history; to our feelings; bound to our living and our mortality.

“Who are we?”, asked the strange man, not realising that he was the delusion of some bored god.

In time, we are all bound to be stars and star dust. We are bound in time to create entire new worlds; we are giants building mountains and rivers, although we’ll never know.

So who are we? We are as important as the smallest of sand grains that form the desert. Because without us, the desert would be a little bit smaller.

Who are we? — We are the answer.

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