50 years of Independence, have we really progressed?
When I first saw that question in msn, posted by one of my "friends" in his private message box, I seeped in anger.
I thought to myself, this is typical of Malaysians. So so so typical..Just because you don't see the progress with you own eyes, doesn't mean we haven't progressed.
Doesn't mean our country doesn't look anything like New York or London, we haven't progressed.
Doesn't mean that we are no way comparable to the western countries, we haven't progressed.
Besides, we are not the westerners. DUH!
Miss C asked me a valuable question which is; What is progress?
Until today I've been asking myself, what is progress. I didn't even realise that we define the word progress the same way as the westerners. So do other youths, and that's why we keep on thinking that we haven't progressed.
I know Malaysia has its own shortcomings. For example, inequality among races. That can be translated as backwardness if we compare ourselves to America or U.k
But if we compare ourselves to other developing nations, we are so much better than them. However, Terri asked me a good question. She said, "If we keep on comparing ourselves to other third world nations, when will we ever progress?".
True...I can't say anything to that.
But let me tell you something, comparing is not the way to go. That's why people say, do not compare yourself with anyone in a competition. You compete against yourself and always make yourself better.
So, If I compare Malaysia 50 years ago and Malaysia now, have we progressed?
Hell yeah we have...Our GDP stands at upper middle class and our economy is booming. It might seems that we have incapable leaders and the oh-so-fragile Pak Lah, but if only we put ourselves out of the dome, out from our place and look from another perspectives.....Surely we have progressed.
Every country has its flaws, that's a given, but if we look hard enough, you will see the good side. If only you look with an open eye, sure enough you will find something comforting to see.
I have been looking hard enough, and I know we are doing every well. Thank you very much to those who kept on saying "HAVE WE PROGRESSED?".
This is not New York, damn it! During the early twenties, the Americans have shifted to Industrialized economy, but where were we? We were still colonized and we were still practicing agricultural economy.
So how can we expect Malaysia to be like New York now, when their growth started a long time ago?
From agrarian economy, we have shifted to industrialized economy, and we are now heading towards services type economy. We are working our way; not only in economy, but also in many other aspects.
So please stop thinking that Malaysians still live on trees.
P/s: I'm sorry if I sound angry, in fact I am but not to all of you. Only to one. You see, I don't know this person and I don't know why I have him in my Msn. But he pissed me off and I can't make any comments, coz I don't know him. However, I do believe that most of the youths in Malaysia can't stop thinking how bad Malaysia is progressing. It bothers me inside to think about it, because I love my country.
Yet again, not because of my "advantages". I don't even plan to use them! But because what I can find here is so sacred. I can't find it anywhere else.
Often after Lit class and its Asia Vs Western debate, I would wonder if we, Asians would stop over worshiping their cultures. I can't deny that I have been westernised to a certain extent but I can't help it, in fact not many Asians could escape this influence due to colonisation, easy excess to media mass and other expansionary tools.
In fact, we can't help but succumb to the standards that the westerners put upon us. To their standards, we are a still a 3rd world country and according to them we still live on trees. We surrender to their mind washing ideologies and that they are the super powers of the world.
What ever happened to our most prized dynasty and trade power? The Asian countries used to be looked upon as the richest region of the world as we are the main supplier to the western countries, ranging from necessities such as spices and tea to luxurious items such as silk, gold, and jewels.
We were the trading super powers especially in India and China. Did we also forget that our country used to be a flourishing trading spot and that we used to have a strong empire and influential rulers? We tend to forget our strengths and our worth easily, and that we don't hesitate to admire the west. We youth often say we should be more like the Europeans or we should be more like the Americans, but whatever happened to appreciate our traditions and cultures?
I believe it is okay to look to the west for the sake of advancement, but like Miss C say, why do we look at the westerners as a benchmark? Why don't we look back to our history and try to reenact our glory days? To me it is okay to admire, but aren't we over worshiping them when we try to disavow our beliefs and cultures just because the Westerners can't comprehend them or find them ridiculous?
But I think everything is changing now. Countries such as India, China and Malaysia are regaining our glory days through our economy. We are young boomers and this is particularly not new to us- to be a wealthy and powerful nation because we've had it once and it's coming back to us again, slowly. This is what 50 years of independence means to me ; to be able to shake off the power of colonisation and becoming the striving nation that we used to be before the westerners cast their shadows over us.
I have my three cats with me and of course my house! Im a homebody and of course I prefer my home to anywhere else. Especially, my a kitchen! favourite place!
I so don't look the same! I don't look hot in here! Somebody gonna get sued!
LoL..if you want to be simpsonized do go to www.simpsonizeme.com!
What you hate will never change, but what you like will always change. Random? I know. So these are the statements I strongly dislike coming from a person.
1) "You are way too young to think about these things".
I know you mean good and you want me to stop thinking about pointless stuff, but it annoys me. People who always underestimate me because of my age ticks me off.
2) I hate this when it comes from a teacher " I don't have to explain this at all because it's not in your syllabus." or it goes " I don't think I should answer your question because it's too far off from what you're learning".
I know you are trying to save time here, but I really appreciate it if a teacher teaches for the sake of knowledge and not for the sake of exams only.
3) "Wow Zefer, you impressed me today. I never expected from you to say such things".
I know you mean good and you want to praise me, but hey by saying " you never expected" something rational and intelligent from me is insulting. You're trying to say that you always think of me as a empty headed person and I am a bimbo. I may act stupid or bimbo-is but I can't be showing off how intelligent I am when there is no need to right? So dun judge!
4) I really dislike someone when they make a negative conclusion from something I've said innocuously . It's like when I say "It amazes me why guys feel the need to protect girls and must preserve their gentleman image" and then you say "Fine, I won't pay for your food anymore since you say things like that". Sorry Yeong Ren for taking an excerpt from our conversation, but it seems to be the easiest to remember.
It helps alot if you stop jumping to conclusion or you ask me calmly what I meant when I say that particular line. It helps if you listen with an open mind rather than a critical mind.
I know it's random, but I just got to lay it down before I forget so that I can always remember what I don't like and what I like.
My mum was drunk the other day and I felt like screwing her mind a minute. This post might be offensive to a certain group of people but do know that it's nothing serious. Anyways my mum has this thing against Bollywood movies, and that's why when she sees me watching bollywood movies she will rebuke me. She will say anything in the world to make me feel embarrassed to watch it. But hey, I love Indians, India and anything that has to do with it, so knowing my mum who is a typical close minded village girl, who could never understand the concept of universalism (i.e accepting the skin colour black), I don't pay her any mind.
Note: I have pointed out the weaknesses of my mum (typical, uneducated, close minded, village girl). Therefore I do not want to see any hateful messages in my tagboard. Keep an open mind to this post. If you have anything to protest, say it in a mature manner where we can discuss it but not fight about it. Okay! Back to the point...
Anyways, my mum was drunk and she was nagging me to death, so I thought why not I spite her to death so that she can shut up. I said "Ma, I really like Indians and I think I'll get married to one (I am serious about this okay)". She kept quiet and gave me a face. Then I continued to say, "I can get married with an Indian and Aminah can get married to Africans".
She kept quiet for awhile and then started wailing aimlessly. She was wailing something about go pack my bag and leave the house, if I wont do it then she will. Then I said "Okay, what If i get married with a chinese?"
"Can"
"Mat Salleh?"
"Can"
"Mamak?"
"Can"
"Thais?"
"Can".
Then she concluded and said "You can get married with whoever you want except Indians and Africans". Clearly my mum has got issues against the colour black and that is the only one thing I loathe about her.
She then said "Why don't you get married with a malay? Get married with a person who has your same background and you'll be happy".
I said "No way, Malay men are stupid". Then again I do have issues you see, just like my mum but my problem is against my own race.
So the question is, is it better to have an exogamy marriage ( The custom of marrying outside the tribe, family, clan, or other social unit.) or an endogamy marriage (marriage within one's own tribe or group as required by custom or law)?.
Probably the answer is obvious which is endogamy marriage, but not to me. My whole existence is a make up of exogamy marriages. From my great-grandparents to both my parents. Even my siblings are crossing borders when it comes to choosing a partner. My first brother got married with a half fillipino and half malay, my second brother is getting married to a christian Indonesian, and my sister too has crossed the border in a different manner which I do not need to explain any further.
It's simple! Our family just can't get married with the same type! But it is this same element that makes my family chaotic and dysfunctional too. That's why in the Al-Quran, it encourages marriage within the same type and in the bible it says get married with those of the same yoke. Suprising;y, it is true in J.lo's case. She has been with a white man, black man, and half black man, and none worked. But when she met Marc Anthony, everything changed! Probably because they are of the same yoke which is Hispanic.
But I can't help but love the fusion of two cultures. Besides having to learn different cultures and crossing borders together is a strengthening element for a marriage. It in a way, opens your eyes and make you appreciate each other more. There is nothing more special than a couple trying to adapt and sacrifice for each other's different needs and beliefs. But in this case it either breaks you or makes you stronger. It's on the two end of extremes. It's complicated, but hey who said any kind of marriage is simple?
So the questions are still circling in my head ; Why can't I get imagine getting married of the same yoke and why do I prefer crossing borders? Is it genetic or is it something I learned along the way? And definitely I can't help but question, which marriage is better ; Endogamy or Exogamy? Probably there can't be an answer, but I can't help but question the veracity of both marriages.
P/s: I do not want any hate messages ok? If I do get one, and be able to track you down, I swear I will come and scare the shit out of ur pants! I've had enough of your cowardice. Wanna say it, then say to my face and with your real name too. Not with the name anon, panda or some shit hole names. Got it? = )
Acceptance. Seems like a small word but it does wonders to your life.
When you accept your flaws and strengths, you are contented with yourself. No more hoping and wishing to be wiser, funnier or thinner cause you know everyone is different and unique. SO you are happier.
When you accept someone's apology, you accept their wrong doing towards you. You are no longer filled with anger and hatred. Therefore it makes you a better person.
When you have accepted the harshness of reality, you'll create a sanctuary of your own to retreat from all the haphazardness in the world.
When you accept your mistakes and your losses, you will no longer feel like a loser because you've learned every human makes mistakes. Then you can move on to repair your damages and set more energy for a better future.
I may or may not have made a mistake. That mistake has resulted in a lost of someone who I think is a waste to lose. Someone that I think I shouldn't be losing due to my insecurities. But I've lost him and I know it's impossible to get him back. I thought I've moved on and so did everyone else, but every night before I go to bed I feel a sense of lost and I feel stupid for losing that someone.
But I've forgotten that I'm only human and still so young and that I am bound to do a mistake or two. Sometimes I forget to remind myself that in every misfortune there is a blessing. Like how they say when there is a door closed, there will be a window opened.
So maybe I should learn to accept my mistake and my lost, but sometimes accepting is the hardest thing to do. Maybe I should try and try even harder because I know there is nothing else I can do but let go.
I've realised that when you don't accept things around you, you'll be greedy and disgruntled. Once you're in that state, nothing is satisfactory and the world seems unfair to you. We pine for what we can't have, that's why we are always unhappy.
It's high time for me to accept the reality, stand up and walk ahead into to future.
Some people say you feel good because you just want to feel good and not because the things around you are revolving perfectly in your life. But sometimes things could be the other way round, just like how I feel now where I feel perfectly lucky and blessed knowing that my life is going perfectly fine.. Knowing things around me are good, it makes me feel good too.
Why shouldn't I when I have friends who love me best like my school mates? We seldom talk and meet up but I do know they care for me.
Why shouldn't I feel blessed when I not only have friends who love me but understands and inspires me like my college mates? We can talk for hours and hours and never get bored of each other. I love these lots.
Last time I needed a boyfriend to share my pain, my sorrow, my happiness and my questions with. Event hough they were my supporters, they were only temporary. Besides the heart ache is too much too handle from these people. But now I have a friend who not only listens to my grumblings everyday but spares his time for me and minus the heart ache too!
Things couldn't get any better for me as I'm blessed with so many many friends that not only love me, but understand, inspire and spend their time with me. Things were not the same for me back then. I hadn't meet these people and life were pretty much like an island.
Friends are not the only reason why I feel blessed but the age that I am in now. I am 18 now. With this age, comes more freedom and this freedom is adequate for me. I feel fine with how much freedom I'm getting now cause like Sarah says, freedom comes with responsibility.
So I am pretty much contented with what I have. Free food at home, free electricity, water, free groceries, and pretty much free everything. Eventhough everything is free, I still get my allowance every week. Not only that, I can go out whenever I want but I do have to come back early. But the free "everything" outweighs that little shortcoming.
My family has also settled down. No more fights, no more mayhem, no more late nights havoc. Every body is older and everybody is much wiser. Everybody has learned to tolerate each other. I couldn't feel anymore happier.
I have no boyfriend too. That's such a highlight for me cause I can ogle at anyone I like and flirt with whoever I want. I don't have any more heart ache and worries. I don't have to share my time with him at the expense of my studies.
But come to think about it, not many people could realise how blessed they are until they have lost everything that is so dearly to them. So I could be feeling happy because I just want too. Whichever way it is I don't care cause as long as I'm happy. Not to forget that I have my MP3 to accompany me whenever I go. Life is no longer an island for me. *Zefer cheers*
Isn't it funny how we try to stop using the word best friend as much as possible when we get older? Even though how special that particular person is to you as a friend you will refuse to call that person as your "best friend" but you rather call them as you "good friend" only. Sometimes, you even scoff at the word best friend and say "what kind of term is that?".
It's funny how we refuse to revisit our childhood time when friends mattered the world to you and the word "Best Friend forever" lived vividly in your mind. Somehow, we never doubted the particular word during our childhood time. You were so sure that you will and always be friends, and a matter of fact best friends till the end of time. That's the power of innocence and naivety. It makes you believe in something so strongly no matter how many times people tell you that it's impossible to do so and how other various factors around the world can change you and your mindset. But no, we still want to believe it so.
I miss those time when you don't see the world as a force that is going against you and everything seemed bright and merry. Innocence of a kid I'd say and how much I want it back. When you've learned the reality of the world, you can't live in your bubble anymore.
I'm digressing here...But the point is only in a certain moment of your life friends mean everything to you but as you grow older the word friend or best friend starts to fade away slowly until you don't believe in friendship anymore. It's funny how humans work that way. It's intriguing how we try to deny of having "best friends" in fear of being called naive in your adulthood. Whatever...I still want to believe in BFF cause good friend is only a substitute for best friend. It doesn't matter in any way.
I was in the shower and suddenly the thought of Alpha males came into my mind. Actually I was thinking of someone and that someone happened to be an Alpha Male. So I traced back my memory and thought of the things he did that I loved. All the alpha male things that he did that made me melt.
I just love alpha males 'coz;
1)They are bold.
He approaches you out of a sudden and out of nowhere. He will boldly sit down or stand next to you and introduce himself to you. In a way it makes my selection of men easier. You see I've always been a shy person around guys that I like. I will blush like a red Washington apple and be dumbfounded. The stupidest remark will come out from my mouth. Then I have to think of million ways to make him look my way. Not only that, I am so afraid of rejection that I prefer to gaze at him from afar than make myself known. Now you know why I like Alpha males cause they make things much easier for me. It's either I reject them or I get together with them. Easy!
2) They love the chase
They love it when girls play hard to get. They keep on chasing and chasing you till you have nowhere to run. They make you feel helpless. I love it too when I can torture a guy in this game! *evil grin*
3)They are confident.
I love this part in a man. He is so confident in himself that he is not afraid to flaunt it. Not flaunt it in a manner of bragging but by the way they carry themselves. They know how to look good, put on the right perfume that matches their confidence, and they know how to walk and talk. I love that attitude in man where he knows what he's doing and where he's going. Apart from that, they in a way make things much easier. They are confident in their choices that they always know how to set a good date. They know which restaurant to go to, which food to order for you or to recommend to you. They make me feel like a lady.
4)They are dominant and aggressive.
Yupe! I can't deny how much I love this trait in a guy. He knows how to make his moves and when to make his moves. He doesn't kiss you like a sloppy meek teenage boy, but he grabs your back and pull you closer to him. When he kisses you he knows where to put his hands on you. He takes control over you and make you feel so weak. They are so much better in bed. I don't want to explain it in full details here but I have to say that they know what they are doing. Enough said.
5) They love bossy girls.
Being bossy themselves, they just can't help feeling turned on by girls who order them around. They say it's good for their ego. Whatever you say fellow male creatures. I am a bossy girl and I like it when a guy likes me being bossy. It works both ways. hehe
6)They love sports
Most males love sports and that's a given fact but Alpha males love to play 'em! I just love seeing a guy struts his stuff on the court. Being all sweaty and focused. Besides I love being the cheerleader; coming to his games and prepare him his drinks, towels and what not. I like being a supportive girlfriend and this is how I show them that I care. But mind you, I do not like to be treated as a slave ok?
7)They are simple minded.
They can be somewhat like Homer Simpson. When a girl like me thinks too much and over-complicates things, their simple mindedness make things easier for me cause they have their priorities straight. They have a firm outlook on life and have reasons to back them up. Confident I would say...
8) They make good trophy husbands/ boyfriends.
I know this seems shallow but it's true. I love my boyfriend for whoever he is despite what people say about his flaws, but it's so much rewarding when you can have a boyfriend that every girls envy you for coz he is so darn perfect and treats you like a real lady. I know this sounds shallow but I will only accept guys that can pass off a standard that I can show him to my girlfriends without ever feeling embarrassed. Sue me if you're not happy, I have money! Lol!
However there are flaws in Alpha males that I strongly dislike in any male creatures such as over-braggy-ness and over-confidence. Sometimes they think they are so hot and over-gifted by god that they overlook your emotions and you thoughts. Respect, which is a very important element in a relationship, is rarely given by these men to you.
Well everything has two sides, it's up to you to decide which one you can tolerate in your life without effecting you dignity. But I still can't deny how much I love alpha males..Can anyone tell me who is a perfect example of an alpha male?
But please please please don't tell me that Alpha males are mostly players? Are they? Are they? I am so playa-phobic.
I take my words back- knowing too much helps when you are facing this kind of situation.
Watch this clip.
He spoke the truth but the way he conveys his opinion is wrong. He insulted religion. That is the only problem.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gyiBvJtJ5Z4
After reading all the comments posted up by the people, I realised that they are all people who do not know the history well. Consumed by anger, they post up words of dagger which will make things worse.
When you know too much, you know how to weigh both sides of the coin. You know how to think rationally and with maturity. Therefore, thanks to my college friends who have enlightened me for the past two days with racial and religion issues I am prepared for what I have seen today.
When you know too much, you're wiser and calm.You know what went wrong and so you keep quiet. That's why people say, empty cans make more noise.
Everything laid down perfectly in front of my eyes.
Who are you to call me a fool for being ignorant? Who put you in that pedestal to label me as an idiot?
No one did except for yourself.
Sometimes it's much better not to be outspoken. Sometimes it's much better not to voice every thoughts or opinions running in your head as they say empty cans make more noise.
But I can't help myself but to open my mouth and make irrelevant noises.
I just can't help being the know-it-all who speaks too much. I just can't help being myself.
Sometimes I wish I could resist the urge to stop thinking and talking. Sometimes I wish I could stop being the insistent speaker that I am. Forcing everyone to hear to my petty thoughts and sometimes nonsensical sentiments. Well sometimes I make you believe in them too till I come home and realised I made a fool of myself.
I was sitting on Terri's sofa and watching tv when a conversation between Junah and June started. They discussed about discriminatory matters that happened world wide starting from Europe and across the globe. Each country has experienced traumatic experiences caused by inhuman actions by monsters disguising as humans.
They talked of the Holocaust where many many Jew were tortured and killed. Then there were the disabuse of power by the Argentinian Police officers who victimised young girls by raping them, dragging them away from their shelters and shoot them. Apart from that we have the Khmer Rouge which based in Cambodia and ran its policy on dictatorship. They stripped away the rights of the Cambodians and as well as foreigners to live. I did not know there were also chaos happening in Russia but the condition in Russia is considerably safe. Then there is of course the war happening in the middle east countries that have crushed million of young kid's dream to achieve something great in their life. Their lives are so haunted by killings, war and hatred until I cannot imagine how they could still have hopes to become a doctor and a lawyer. If I were to lay down every single injustices done in the world I would not be able to stop. I just can't stop asking myself why we humans have the atrocity to do this? How can we turn so monstrous? Why do inflict pain on each other?...I have always been aware of them but I can't never feel it's pain until now.
There are so many ugliness in the world but I've failed to see them. They were so many of them that I've turned a blind eye to and yet I think the world is a place full of daisies, birds and sunshine. I have been living in a shell for all my life. It really struck me deep when I think how would it feel to be like the Palestinians who don't have a place to call home? How would it feel to live in constant fear that your life might be taken away from you any second? How would it feel having to suppress all your emotions when you are on the brink of insanity? How would it feel to be in their positions? It's beyond my capacity to feel their pain, therefore I feel fortunate.
With so many brutality happening around the world and taking place everyday I can't help but feel lucky and blessed. I am in living in a peaceful country yet I complain about it. I am living in a nice family with a good income and yet I complain about not getting to go clubbing. Knowing how fast human beings can spark chaos and destruction I can't help but to live in fear. I fear of that one day where someone takes away my rights and turn my world into an ugly place to live.
I am so fortunate to be at the right place, at the right time and with the right people. I will go to sleep today with a satisfied smile on my face.
When I was younger I used to be angry at lot at my mum mainly for the reason she doesn't care about the Earth. I was much a nature freak who was very concerned about the ever growing pollution, the growing illegal logging and killing endangered species. I opt strongly for recycling and the other 2 Rs. But a single conversation overturned my perspective on Mother Nature.
It took place in Law class and the conversation revolves around the killing of endangered species for the sake of satisfying oneself with these delicacies. Terri and I were of course furious with the thought of breaking monkey's scalp and drink blood directly from its head while it shrieks in pain. I said that is cruel and wrong. Besides it's disgusting. But then Sarah asked, "who are you to say its disgusting when it's a a part of their culture and beliefs to do so? Just because you did not grow with such practices doesn't mean you have the right to label them as gross and cruel". That one hit me right in the head! Dang...
Then June asked us "What different are we from them?". She continued further on to say " Just because we don't kill chickens and cows with our bare hands that doesn't mean we're not as cruel as them. You don't know how they rear chickens, cows, and lambs and you don't know how they kill them. But if you do, you know you are just as cruel as they are".
Then it dawned on me, everything we do and everything we kill or destroy for sake the sake of humanity's survival is cruel. The fact that we live in air-conditioned room is in fact harming the nature. The clothes that we wear also destroy the nature to a certain extend. Everything we humans need or do destroys the Earth. In one way or another I realise we are just ugly. The more and more I think about it, the uglier the human race gets in my mind.
You know why we are ugly? We are ugly because we do not play any single role in the natural chain. Let's say, the birds, the worms, the soil, the plants and other natural beings are in the chain. They are interdependent. One cannot live without another and they each benefit each other. But once monkeys start to stand on its hind legs and become humans we obstruct the chain. We are no where beneficial in the cycle. We belong nowhere in the cycle. We do nothing but rape mother nature and destroy her.
Yet again, we can't continue to live without raping her. It is just our nature to suck the earth's resources. It may be slowly or rapidly but it is just our nature to do so. It is part of our survival. It has been since the ice age till now. Only the frequency of it is different.
Surprisingly, I accept the fact that we are all ugly. I accept the fact I am in one of those vicious ugly cycle. So i stopped believing in my principles, not wholly but partly. I remembered a mother of my friend's who said we should not stop eating animals because they are meant to be eaten. Then I remembered my mum saying that there is no way to save the earth. She also said no one can do it.
So i stopped to think, do all adults think like that? Is that why when we were younger we were so much associated with nature but when we grow older and become much aware of the harshness and ugliness of the world that we turn selfish too? Is that why we shut our eyes and ears to these environmental problems because we accept the fact that we are all ugly? I am starting to head to that path and become just like any other adults. No more becoming like a child who resiliently believes in her principles. No more becoming like a child who was pure before learning the true colour of the world.
A friend of mine laid down this scenario to me once and it goes like this ; "Imagine the world is coming to an end and the world is just not a place suitable to live on anymore. But alongside this disaster, the Americans have found new technologies to create a living in Mars. They have found ways to provide food, water, oxygen and make it similar to earth. But there is a condition, they will only bring Americans up to Mars to live and the rest of the world's population would just have to come up with their own technology to fly up to Mars and live there on their own. What would you do? How would you feel?" he said.
At first I felt the bite of injustice. I felt angry and I felt helpless. After some time, sense started creeping in. In the end I thought hey! God put us on earth for a reason and not in Mars and Pluto simultaneously. I guess the idea of living in Mars may seem possible to achieve but wasn't it the same with cloning? Theoretically speaking it may seems easy to accomplish but in real life things aren't that easy. Things will never be the same. I guess I rather die than go up to mars and become a totally different breed of human being. God I can't imagine that.
It makes us look like rats. We become science specimens. We look like rats who are trying to defy our nature for the sake of survival. When we fight for the sake of survival so badly it makes us look like rodents and pest. Mutating and evolving to suit the environment around us. We may become the result of evolution but every species stop evolving at a certain level. Why are we so afraid of death? Why do we think we're immortal and that we'll never be one of the soil? Funny how we humans think we can conquer everything even death and god.
This is only my perspective. You can fight among the Americans to go to Mars if you want to but I rather die in the place where my ancestors and I have been given birth into. Call me conventional, I just don't care.
