Can one truly be happy knowing that every single day some well die?
They say that around 350,000 people are born almost every day.
But how many people die every day?
Is life something to be celebrated?
Are we condemning these children to a life of suffer, we and generations before us have used up precious resources that are vital to living. We can not pretend that if we turn of a couple of light bulbs and have shorted showers will put a halt on what is happening.
Eventually everything will be used up, dry, empty, destroyed.
And then how well humanity end?
A painfully, ugly death, will we die of one bye one like a species going extinct? Or well we just all drop dead, painlessly?
