The migratory path of humanity
The mood of the planet's inhabitants at the moment is a bit like that of the passengers aboard an airplane taking off on a runway with ever-increasing speed, which will eventually allow the plane to leave the ground and open up the vertical dimension of its capabilities. Unfortunately, however, most of the passengers on board have no memories of flying and thus have no idea of the vertical dimension of travel. They look out of the small window at the surrounding landscape that is disappearing faster and faster somewhere in sight behind them in the abyss of the past, and they are aware of the increasing speed of this process. This brings their gaze forward, asking where will it all lead? And ahead they see the end of the runway with a fence, a wall, or a steep cliff falling into the churning ocean. So panic begins to set in on deck. Many screams and try to find the pilot and get him to stop the plane. Others look away from the window in fear and urge others to do the same. The so