Paint This Sky

The world is messed up.

There's two ways one assumes this view. One is through the perspective of looking at things like political corruption, mass genocides and shootings, wars, crap like that. The person perspective.
The other is looking at things like how we're losing species at about a thousand times faster than ever before, we're quickly running out of legitimately green woods, and if this keeps up, we probably won't even have pure water anymore. The ecological perspective.

And sometimes, the two views are intertwined. I think the question though is this:
What caused this?

Without a doubt, the resounding answer is humans. But I think that it's not just us - I mean, we've lived for several thousands (and probably more) years, and our problems haven't been major until now.
The issue thus lies in our own human desires. We want so damn much in our lives. We have decided our primitive nature wasn't satisfying, so we want. We want to see whatever we can of this world. Live great lives where we know anything we want is at our finger tips. Maybe even get our names written in all the history textbooks.

But this want has stifled a larger part of our humanity. And if you want to know what I mean, try to find a night where you can get away from the world, a world that's messed up, a world with so much want. And when you're in a good countryside, or by a nice beach, or just somewhere away from the hustle and bustle of life, look up.

Look up and be marvelled by the same stars you might have marvelled about as a kid.

We have so many human desires, we've been sacrificing our ability to be amazed. And I wonder - are those with everything in the world capable of being amazed? Can they look past the satisfaction of their desires, and realize they've satisfied nothing that actually matters?