A World Without the 7 Shapes

In a world without the 7 Shapes, humankind had to develop without knowledge, without awareness.

This marked the beginning of a world based on the survival of the fittest, where physical strength became the natural way to survive—without knowing how to communicate, unable to trust one another, and instinctively fearing others.

Without an understanding of the world’s evolution, or their own, they were not aware that they were one single species, sharing the same planet, with limited resources—and that living in harmony with nature was a fundamental key.

This also led the population to misinterpret brute force as the norm, and gradually gave rise to a patriarchal hierarchy, rooted in the basic physical differences between male and female, and the simplistic interpretations made about their anatomy.

The rest is history.

But history is not deterministic, and things can always change…

“This is a sad story, Grandma Luna…”

“Yes, but there is hope, as long as the 7 seeds grow inside all the humans of this Earth. That is why every human has a role on this planet.”

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