For reasons that elude me, we have all booked a yearly travel around the Sun in the Milky Way on a planet rotating at just the right speed, with just the right gravity and the perfect atmosphere for all elements that our species requires to survive the journey. Globally, you’re looking to make this trip on an average of 77 times. But you’re fucking it up for yourself and for everyone else travelling with you. Imagine if we were all doing this trip in a car. Let’s say there’s five of us and we all produce an average of 2.2 kilos of trash per day, and drink an average of 1 litre of water per day and use another 380. That’s 4 tons of trash, and nearly 700,000 litres of water a year in that single car. Now, imagine you can’t throw it out and you can’t get new water. That’s pretty much what we’re doing, increasing the amount of shit we carry, reducing the resources on which this whole trip runs, diluting our drinking water, hooking a tube up to the exhaust and I think on top of it all, the soundtrack is getting pretty shitty, too. 

If you believe we’ve still got a long time before the gas runs out, or one of us dehydrates, or someone starts beating the driver, or the backseat passengers start a fight and Spotify goes offline because we’re driving in Spain and there’s a massive grid failure you’re wrong. It’s happening right now. If you’re looking for absolution, or a message of hope… you gotta look further. Beyond the horizon. If we ever make it there.