Dream

Well, this has to be the universe’s sense of humour.

For how long have we needed this - A collective motion?

Today, we are here. All 10 billion of us. Why now?

Have our lives lost the battle to the will of something else? The promises of health, wealth, eternal youth, happiness and love couldn’t have done this. For surely, a lot are immune to the ramblings of a silver-tongued confidence trickster.

Is there no fear of security threats? No one on the fence between life and death? No one otherwise occupied, voluntarily or not?

To the one who has done this. I know not how. But, know this: Your name will never be mentioned for the last time while our race persists.

You have done away with our demons. You have shone a great light on a pathway beyond our narrow path of struggle. Our narrow, frightful path beyond which our minds had not the stimulus to wander.

In time, when the baseline is what we can only take a glimpse of, our descendants will learn of the dark days before unity, before peace. They will promptly forget about it in time for leisure. Because, like the gripping fear of a staph infection, it’ll be relatively irrelevant.

Master K, Martin Luther King had a dream. We’re all the much closer for your genius.