Human indeed are strange creatures, so strange that they find it hard to understand their own kind. This hard time bring about conflict.
Even they finally understand their neighborhood, sometime they still find it hard to accept. Then they try to manipulate everything, so what they did understand become what they want to accept.
After accepting what they make, somehow some of them isn't satisfied by it, they start to change more and more.
Well, I won't say it bad; but at least look at where we now. We are the mirror of the most stranger phenomenon above the Earth - we are the human that brand our self with so title of humanity.
Perhaps after they satisfied and stop for a moment. Those strangeness would open the window, about how we look at this life, and what we really wish, what our wish really are, so then what we really are?