How could it be that we have all come together in a universe that was born in an explosion and chaos, In a universe made of dead space and fire, that does nothing but tear itself apart? Against all odds, here we are, As close as we are to taking ourselves out, we are just as close to almost making it. I’m not worried. As a matter of fact, I have great hope. Even if civilization fell apart, I might be one of those people who is better off.