Our planet is not a stagnant sphere, but we are acting as if we are firm. This earth planet of ours is but a bubble among billions of its peers in their milkyway domain, yet each microscopic organism like us is moving like a giant. Our planet is thousands of miles away from its nearest neighbour. Thus makes it but a lone ball hanging in the void. Yet we, its contents feel being overcrowded. We think we have a whole time to spare to relish our lust. And totally oblivious of our ball that is hurriedly running down the steep. Tens, hundreds, thousands, millions, billions of years, our rollercoaster is magnetically moving toward its programmed terminal point. Its habitants, we inclusive are pathetically not spared. It's shocking we are calm and relax in this blazing earth that is anxiously waiting to burst at a slightest provocation. What a pity we never realize that we are running out of time.
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