What if humans had nine lives like cats? - A trail of thought

So one night, I was usually talking to myself about a possible future scenario that won’t ever happen and I was so irritated with the humans. I was devastated by the Yemen crisis, I was devastated by the death of an actor who had so much of life ahead of him. I was devastated by being woke in general, so I thought how can the human mechanism of absolute destruction and selfishness be fixed. Can it be fixed at all?

Thus came the idea “What if humans had nine lives like cats?” It would be pretty cool I think. I have seen these comics, where cat surrenders their lives to save the lives of the ones they live with, so even if they are basically evil animals who act like bitches, they do love their caretakers. So what if humans got that ability? But with conditions. Conditions like the following:

1. A human can choose what he wants to be in his next life, from a cute hamster to a brave lion. Even though we know humans would always choose to be humans, we would give them a chance anyway.

2. A human would not forgive their past life. So even if they die and are reborn into the form they want to be born as, they would carry the weight of all their lifetimes.

3. A human would have to pay for their sins in one life to another (so basically its hell road and karma will hit hard)

4. The human-animal ratio has to be bought in equilibrium, so no newborns till the actually humans finish their nine lives.

Imagine if you are living through 2020 and then you realize that you would have to live 9 lifetimes to live ahead of you, would you still work towards humiliation and devastation of the planet or would you finally make your move towards more sustainable and renewable sources of energy? Because sweetheart, now it’s gonna be a better world for “you”, not future generations, coz by now, we know, no one gives a jack ass about future generations. What do you think, will the humans soak into their griefs and learn to live better or will they make the same greedy mistakes over and over and over again? I mean, we all know we are pretty fucked up, right? And we don’t learn till we have repeated all our mistakes at least a few dozen times. So here’s to hoping and living and feeling our miseries over and over again and reducing our flaws one lifetime at a time.