My name is 537-31-1715. You may know me as Q.

This will likely be the last message I enter into the archives.

Within 24 hours, I will, by choice, have sacrificed my freedom, my son, and likely within by Monday, my life.

I am posting this fail-safe case I am interrupted.

I can not, will not, be an accomplice to the murder of this planet.

The peoples of Earth deserve a fighting chance.

What people seem to forget, is that we're all neighbors. When you feed a neighbor, you strengthen not only them, but yourself.

Yet here we still are. Nearly 2020. China still wages war in the mountains of peace. Russia on the verge of destabilizing the US. North Korea is about to come out of the corner swinging. Saudi is still doing everything to protect the oil kingdom. Meanwhile, the corrosive fossil fuel industries and governments of the world have put survival on the back burner, yet again, in the name of the modern God, Profit.

Within a week, I'll be dead. I seek no praise or admiration. I simply ask that when my heart stops beating, the eyes of the people will peel back, hopefully in time to see a planet worth saving.

In a world of lies, can truth be understood?

This is the final test. Does humanity deserve to progress beyond the limitations of a T0?

Judgement is here.