Writing Coop

And it’s true. We step forward into history.

We step forward into the future.

But sometimes we forget, every step we take, every action, in someway, has never been done before.

You make history in every minuscule movement of your day.

No life has lived the life you do.

For all that seems insignificant, you are still the protagonist of your own story.

Don’t forget that.

Meaningless.

Isn’t that what they are?

One of hundreds of thousands of numbers. Clones. Identical to each other in every possible way. Fabricated for the sole purpose of a war.

Meaningless.

Isn’t that what the war is?

For justice and for the good of society. But the other side believes that too. Ultimately, it will mean nothing. Eventually every person who lives in this war will die and every person after that too.

Meaningless.

Isn’t that what the deaths are?

Each fallen brother is only another dash to add to a large statistic. The technologies lost are likely larger casualties. Each one with a purpose that gets lost in the bigger picture.

Meaningless.

As first light begins to glow in the horizon I notice a flower at my feet.

It also has a purpose: to reproduce. However it also gets lost in the abundance of flora of the world. It has no control of it’s life, of the weather patterns or place it is born into. It’s caught in an unrelenting cycle of reproducing only to die amongst millions of near identical brethren.

I suppose we’re similar.

Meaningless.

I look up as the sunrise burns brighter. The sun glows and lights up the entire world.

It is also trapped in a cycle. Forced to repeat this action over and over without any choice in the matter. Just one amongst billions of stars.

Meaningless.

Is it meaningless though?

I see fauna peer out of their homes in the distance. Day flowers slowly stretch and bloom. The warm light brings into view this beautiful meadow and every near identical yet individual life form in it

Meaningful.

Is that what it is?

Can it be both at the same time? Perhaps it is nothing in the grand scope of things but does that mean it doesn’t have worth right now?

Meaningful.

Is it individually unique?

The sun here may be one of billions but it is also the only warmth provided for this small corner of the galaxy. Perhaps it will be

meaningless

tomorrow. But that doesn’t mean it has no worth today.

I am just one of billions. Another one to be lost tomorrow and mean nothing in two days.

Captain comes out of the tent behind me. I offer him a brief smile and he returns it with a quirk of his lips that goes ever so slightly more to the right than mine.

He turns to admire the rising sun as well.

I suppose, these small moments can be meaningful to us, even if they mean nothing tomorrow.

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this one’s also the fault of @jedi-master-megan

I don’t even know what it is.

Meaningful.

Almost sickening.

That’s what it initially felt like.

In the aftermath of the war, what was there to do.

It was as if our whole life had been building up until it was only supported by stress.. but now that the stressor was gone, the building without a foundation must collapse.

It was as if this giant pressure on our chests had disappeared. This pressure we’ve come to rely on and live with. A pressure now gone.

I had the urge to grab my chest and frantically put pieces together.

The war was over.

And what were we without it?

Our entire lives were built around this war. Our entire existences were build around this war.

Maybe long ago we longed to see what happened after the end. After the end.

But we long gave up hope of such a thing. Such a thing our brothers can’t be here to see.

People celebrate. They laugh. They cry. They party. How much of their lives were built up around this war? Not as much as ours.

Will they ever understand the costs it took to get us here? Were the costs worth it to get us here?

What becomes of us now? Clones, numbers, names, or individuals? Do we continue to ward off the dark? Do we leave and form a civilization of our own? What of the cadets who know nothing but basic training that seems like child’s play?

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I blame @jedi-master-megan for me 1) being in this fandom and 2) writing. XD thanks for that.