by Chris McGinty
Long after the humans were gone, the sun still rose with the purpose of giving life to the planet. The humans had certainly been interesting, but they were never all that important. They thought they were. They squandered their existence though. The very urges that allowed them to reign supreme for a while was also what turned into their undoing. The life that flourished now had no drive or ambition, but it existed to live, reproduce, and die. It didn’t need to build, not on the same way. It didn’t need to progress, to war, to conquer and to learn. Not in the same way. Even the sun itself with its ability to warm planets and help to sustain life was insignificant in the long run, but it would continue to serve its purpose until it reached its end.