Human Extinction

There is nothing I could wish for more than human extinction.  I think so often of the great movie Artifical Intelligence which has Manhattan buried under water and ice and humankind gone extinct when their millennia of abuses of the earth finally catches up with them.  It is the most peaceful sight, water everywhere and no humans to be found disrupting anything.  Just finally peace and quiet.  No screams, no sirens, no children playing, nothing to disturb the peace of the emptiness of the water and the pretty, gleaming buildings sticking out, half buried, far more beautiful as adornments to the water than they ever were as  the artificial outcroppings of the land.  Gleaming blue water, so infinitely superior to the chewed up concrete we have built our world upon.

You think of the magnificence of the sight of the ocean when all you see is water, as far as you look.  When you get away from the frantic multitudes of people playing on the beach and finally get to the viewpoint of just the water.  No people, no boats.  Water as far as the eye can see, and beyond that the orange sunset.  It is glorious.  It seems this world was made for water, and that the large land masses only intrude.

As they say, if a deserted island is no tragedy, but in fact is an undisturbed, virginal thing of beauty, then why would a deserted planet be a tragedy?  Humanity is so frantic, so unnecessary, the endless rat race of humans to build and create worthless things and worthless lives, and then to search for a meaning for it all, and not finding one, to invent religion, and heaven.

The fact is that it’s time for humans to go away for good, that this would be a good and desirable outcome, that humans will never evolve into something wonderful.  Let us leave room to hope that the gods might create a superrace, beautiful and intelligent, good and wise and responsible and worthy of inheriting the creation.  But only let it not be humanity, who has survived far too long past its expiration date, and whom the universe has grown too weary of holding.

As a human being I apologize for my existence.  It was never wanted and it was a grave mistake.  I unwillingly stand in the way of far greater things.