We seem to be living in interesting times. That seems to be a blessing and a curse, like some double edged sword in the hands of a mad man. Seems these days, just trying to get something to eat is like playing Russian roulette. Society has all the signs of imminent collapse. Everything is pretty much broken, no one listens anymore, no one cares.
It was my belief that it could have been headed off at the pass, and avoided all together. However after a recent visit from a family member, it seems that it’s pointless to sound alarms or jump into the first flight to Prague. I think the music should play on as the ship silently and most obtrusively sinks into the sea with all its passengers aboard.
It’s been years of bloody minded torture and abuse. The fall of society is only the beginning. There is hope to be had. That from the ashes and burned out bricks, that new systems of thought will arise and take hold. One of the problems is that the same thinking that caused these problems can not continue because the problems will only surface once again in the succeeding system.
Be brave, carry on. Maybe the future will be better because of it. Maybe not tomorrow, but someday.