I’ll find myself asking, Is this the life I used to kick my mother's womb for? Is this the society that the scholars prophesied for us to indulge in? Is our populous a capsizing ship? We all know the answers to those, yet we push onwards to justice and prosperity, for all that has happened to us: good and bad, will take shape in the future. We do not have to confess or atone. We do not have to be guilty, because we have little to be guilty of. Push onwards, white man. Our future is brighter than any pulsar, constantly changing color and hue as it spins. We will evolve, change, and have victory. Our time isn’t over, and we are the last to have this opportunity. Like I’ve said many times before, we are living in the most significant time in history. We cannot fail.