posted on Nov, 13 2015 @ 06:52 AM
I was born in 69. My daughter was born in 98, my son in 02.
For me, it all comes down to worldview: I don't see doom and gloom. The world has problems, to be sure, but it has always had problems. As a student
of history I understand that -- for the most part -- and especially here in the west, the arc of progress has been a constant upward surge from
barbarism and ignorance, towards greater bliss. I also understand that there are people who, through no fault of their own, are miswired or impaired
and who can only react to the world through fear, anger, or hatred. So be it.
Nothing is ever certain. All future days are mortgaged by hope. Like many of you, I see this world as a nursery, but I also see the future in terms of
"ages," epochs, aeons. Our children will one day inherit the stars. In ten million years we will fill the galaxy with human novelty, innovation,
curiosity, joy, love and songs.
Side note: Long before I had children, I wrote and sang songs for righteous causes. I stood for the homeless, the lonely and other marginalized
people. BUT I never knew or understood LOVE until the moment my daughter was born. I tried to be a good person, and often failed to live up to my own
words and ideas, but I never loved anything more than I loved myself until my first child was born. It was a revelation. That love of another, which
dwarfed my own self-love, taught me how to love unconditionally, and informed / improved my relationships with all of the people in my life, in a way
that was transformative.
THAT is the experience your worldview denies you, and ultimately -- all of us.