Too little, too late.

On a cosmic scale and timeline, this phrase means absolutely nothing, because stars apparently know how to keep their planets in alignment at a more than decent rate of time and accuracy. And after a while, when materials begin to coalesce, it becomes imperative that the orbiting spheres stay in line or else gravity will show them no mercy. This solar ideology of a star and her planets seems a bit aggressive to me, but it’s an intensely beautiful dance if performed correctly. Such as the place where we exist, completely out in the open to be observed by everyone with eyes. Thus, they try hard to grasp our attention and to show us their dance. Little do they know, every minute action and mistake they make affects we the observers more than anyone can even imagine.

On the other hand, with the second-by-second basis for humankind, the saying can echo for miles and across continents. If I had heeded the movement of our solar system as a moral to myself. Maybe then, the problems of my own epoch would never be related to this “Too little, too late” saying. Alas, it is only in the end that you realize you have become one with the phrase. Some will learn, others will repeat the process in a fling of temporary insanity. Unfortunately, I feel as if I am in a collectively insane conscience with the group of the latter. Only when I know how to learn from this experience, instead of being consumed by it, will I be able to break free of this insanity. And who knows, maybe I can still save my epoch from fading away with a few final decisions, much like Earth and her Moon. Be brave, and aware of your actions. It’s the only way in, and the only way out. (I wrote this for my blog a few days ago. If you can't understand, I'd love to use this to help you practice English!)