Proxima Centauri (V645 Centauri)

Oil meets water and food at critical mass

    1000 generations from cave cannibals to a grass hut tying rocks on sticks cause you’re never gonna kill another child fang f*****g cat. Clan raid clan in moonlight, city walls and the population rebounds. Art, religion, writing, Sparta stands at the pass ‘bring it b***h’, philosophy, Roman failure, Black Death, muskets, smallpox vaccine, machine gunner screams ‘die m**********r die’. Invention, innovation, isn’t it great, skyscraper, fusion, apathy.  Individuals enlighten but We need death in hordes and the next monster will be on film for all posterity as oil, water and the law of infinite returns meet the Law of physics at critical mass. We will survive. Emerge again smarter, reach for Proxima Centauri I pray it's before we’re the last mammal standing.