From early times, people have been building stairways to the stars. Always trying to get higher, closer to their gods and to heaven. We look at those things now and wonder how they built them. How long it took to do it, without today’s machines and technology. Some of the ancient things that were built can’t even BE build today. The experts have no idea how they were made/created.
But here’s the thing. There is no up. There is no actual direction. We are on a spinning ball, traveling through space in a gigantic universe. So everything can be a sky or a heaven but it’s too big for us to actually understand.
I look at things like this and see how childlike our species is. How we are run by ego and desire. The people who built this monument thought it was high enough to reach the sky. I’d say they had limited knowledge, but so do we. We aren’t any different than those who came before us. For us, as a species, there will always be LIMITED KNOWLEDGE and we’ll always be like children, fighting, selfish, bullying and wanting all the toys. It’s pathetic, but true. And it’s all just things we make up so we’ll have something to do. It seems as if hating and killing is more enjoyable than loving and peace. We race toward death with glee and excitement, acting as if there can actually be a winner.