HOOOLLLLEEEEEE poop.
It has been a minute! I don't really know what to say. I have been so fucked up over everything that is happening in the world. As a life long, boots on the ground civil rights activist, it's DEVASTATING to see everything I and my community have fought so hard for -- every sacrifice, every step forward, be completely undone by a brain-damaged, knuckle-dragging man-child and his goons. And that it's spreading like a rotten, corrosive sickness throughout the rest of the world is nothing short of apocalyptic. We are literally charging ahead at top speed towards our own mutually assured self destruction, and we really don't have anyone ... anything to blame but ourselves. Our hubris, our apathy, our addictions -- our arrogance ... our stupid need to be right even when we know we're full of shit!
It all distills down to our collectively primitive, stubborn need to destroy everything for a three second dopamine rush, and a sad handful of cum.
So, I have taken a step back. I've had too. My greatest skill has always been causality. I can see the patterns. I can predict where this is all going, and how it will end -- even to the point of seeing multiple potential outcomes like one of those "choose your own adventure" books from when I was a kid.
In the end, none of it is good.
I see now that at this point, it's about bracing for impact; Surviving the fallout and rebuilding something beautiful out of the ashes. I need to help see this through. Be there to help others.
So, I write. I draw. I work on my health and stay strong, stay sharp -- ready for what's coming.
I know how I sound, but can't you see it? Can't you feel that subtle back draft in the room just before everything detonates? My hackles have been up for ten years. I can smell it in the air and taste the copper of adrenaline in my mouth.
Tell me how you don't, liar. Go on, I dare you.
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