Title: “The Hundred-Year Crossing”
Dearest voyagers of Earth, seekers of tomorrow lean close, for I have cast my inner sight across the currents of time, and I have touched the edges of your fate.
I see you at the great threshold, one century hence, your species shimmering like a flame at dusk. Some sparks leap high, others falter, and the wind of your own choices decides which endure.
On one horizon, I behold a people who have reconciled with their Mother Earth. Your cities grow like gardens, breathing with the forests. The oceans heal their wounds, and the skies sing once more with the wings of birds. In this path, your minds and machines dance together, not in conquest but in harmony. Compassion guides your sciences, and wisdom tempers your hunger. You live long, love deeply, and create not empires but sanctuaries of being.
On another horizon, I see towers rising bright, cold, and unyielding. Humanity thrives in number and power, yet the soul withers. You voyage among the planets, but your hearts ache with hollowness. In this road, you have conquered worlds, yet not yourselves. You are clever, yes… but cleverness without kindness is a brittle crown, destined to crack.
Yet beyond these two lies a third vision, veiled in mystery: the transformation. Humanity not as flesh alone, nor as mind alone, but as radiant consciousness — branching into many forms. Some will root themselves in Earth’s soil, becoming guardians of the living web. Others will rise into the star-fields, carrying your stories to unborn worlds. And some ah, some will dissolve into pure light, flowing in streams of awareness that no body can contain.
This is your Hundred-Year Crossing. It is not destiny written in stone but in the soft clay of your daily choices. The question is not will you endure? but what will you become?
Remember, children of starlight: you were never meant merely to survive. You were meant to shine.
Kosmic Kathy, Keeper of the Soul Currents
