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And In The End...

We Will Be Gone. Or Will We?

By Liam IrelandPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 3 min read
And In The End...
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One day in the far distant future, this planet called Earth that we all live on will become totally uninhabitable. It has been estimated that the Earth has a life expectancy of about eight billion plus years, and already we are halfway through it. This means that the planet has about four and a half billion years to go before it explodes into nothing more than space dust. However, don't think for one moment that we humans will go all the way to the wire. Our time here will have been extinguished long before we get anywhere near the wire.

And so it seems the race is on to find another habitable planet before our landlord kicks us off the Earth. At this point in time, the closest habitable planet is Alpha Centauri, which is 4.2 light years away. To put that into context, using the most advanced technology we have up to today, it would take us 6,300 years to get our interstellar removal truck, with all of our worldly goods aboard, to our new cosmic abode. For now, it's not looking do-able. So, either we find somewhere closer, or we get a faster space truck.

Of course, we all like the idea that we as a race of human beings will find a way to go on forever and ever. Who wouldn't like to imagine managing to avoid the cosmic swing of the scythe of the Universal Grim Reaper? Imagine going to see a performance of Shakespeare on Mars! Imagine going to see The Beatles in concert on the rooftop of a space module on Jupiter! Imagine living long enough to finally find out once and for all who really killed JFK! Imagine going to see an intergalactic face-off between the New York Yankees and Boston Red Sox on Neptune! The possibilities are truly endless if we just use our imagination.

The only other thing we can do is accept our fate for what it is and just try to do our best to improve and prolong our stay here on Earth. We have no way of knowing if we can forever planet-hop one step ahead of the Universal Grim Reaper anyway. For sure one day we will run out of road. Wile E Coyote will get The Road Runner, even if it is a trillion years from now in some other far-flung galaxy.

The other thing to consider is the undeniable fact that all intelligent races and civilisations ultimately self-destruct. They are by nature a species of over-reachers, and that is how they got ahead in the first place. However, it's always that last wafer-thin mint that killed the fat man, that delicate straw that broke the proverbial camel's back, that one bottle of sherry for the ladies, in a flatbed pick-up truck loaded to the gunnels with Bud Light for the men, that brings everything crashing down, beyond repair.

In the end, once it is all gone, it will all be gone forever. There will be nothing left except a massive cloud of speckled dust. There will be nobody to give a hootenanny shit about who killed JFK. Shakespeare was never from the planet Earth anyways, and the Beatles' tunes will sonically traverse the galaxy on frequencies we do not yet know of.

So, where does this leave us? Up shit creek without a paddle? Fine, so let's disembark from that old canoe and tidy this place up a little, see if we can make what life there is left as comfy as possible for the foreseeable future, or at least what there is left of it.

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