The power of population is so superior to the power of the earth to produce subsistence for man, that premature death must in some shape or other visit the human race. The vices of mankind are active and able ministers of depopulation. They are the precursors in the great army of destruction, and often finish the dreadful work themselves. But should they fail in this war of extermination, sickly seasons, epidemics, pestilence, and plague advance in terrific array, and sweep off their thousands and tens of thousands. Should success be still incomplete, gigantic inevitable famine stalks in the rear, and with one mighty blow levels the population with the food of the world.
At some time in the relatively near future, we will have both the computing power and the brain knowledge to be able to create artificial realities that we will be able to plug our brains into that will give no indication that they are anything but real. We will be able to create any kind of reality, any kind of experience you can imagine.
Once a civilization is able to do that, it may very well be that they will have no other desires beyond increasing their computing power, extending their life spans, and protecting themselves from planetary disasters. This might be the key to the fact that we have not detected any advanced civilizations.
The only thing your story has is you, and it deserves your full attention.
I believe that the purpose of death is the release of love.
Yes, the empire is sick, and, what is worse, it is trying to become accustomed to its sores. This is the aim of my explorations: examining the traces of happiness still to be glimpsed, I gauge its short supply. If you want to know how much darkness there is around you, you must sharpen your eyes, peering at the faint lights in the distance.
The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.