What will be, will be.

In the end it doesn’t matter what I think, or want to think, the truth will prevail. 

Global warming?  Ozone layers?  Deforestation?  Space?  God?  And a million other things?

In the end “what will be, will be,” as the old song goes.  You really can’t fool Mother Nature.

It seems you can fool human beings.  Once upon a time isn’t just for little girls anymore.  We have become a species whose hubris is so huge that we think we can reinvent reality.

And you can...

... but eventually time wins out.