The time of our species will not last forever

The same mistakes that we have made have been made many times before. We are a fragile species living in a robust world, but with all our fragility and with all the strength of the world we can by our sheer weight of numbers make such changes to the world that it will no longer support us. Thus whimpering we shall leave this place and as time turns for as long as it needs to turn, some new lives shall make the same mistakes that we have made and while making them look upon all our triumphs and all our destinies and all our discoveries and all our pleasures which shall be no more than curiosities for those that will not understand them, and to those it shall matter not.

I suppose that it will not matter to what lies beneath the surface of this small mass or which life lives on the outside.  But for a time, a time that I cannot tell, and ending time for us is merely the start of time elsewhere.