Teardrops

Oh boy

Are we really about to "destroy our kind in a mutual massacre of scapegoats"?

   We have big big war unfoldings beginning. Threats of total decimation.

   We have increasing encroachments onto the average person's privacy. In other words... If they're not yet watching you through your cameras, they plan to.

   We have poor people unable to finance basic needs of shelter and food.

   We have rich people where the world is not enough. The WORLD. Is not. Enough.

   We have mental health crises and people becoming unconscionable drug or medication addicts, stuck in a head that is atrophying its body.

   We have a shortage of sex, which is a basic human need. But a wealth of masturbation, mostly to televised imagery of a kind, which only associates ones brain with the sexual act, and turns the bodily parts to encrusted, unfeeling nubs. A shortage of love. But a wealth of miscommunication, non-communication, and unconsciousness. A shortage of understanding and compassion, but a world of assumption and prejudice.

   We have a shortage of attention span, which destroys motivation. Which is manifesting multi-dimensionally. But a burgeoning lifestyle of CONVENIENCE, where increasingly life is made out to feel like you're simply behind a control system, pushing buttons for automatic obtainments.



And everybody's running around worried about their own day's Time- a measurement that isn't necessarily anything other than arbitrary and irrelevant; their money- truthfully yet harder still to see, the same; and their orgasm. All of which are NEVER enough.


Is there hope or are we really facing a disgusting permutation of life nothing short of a nightmare going forward?

One thing I can guarantee a LOT of people need is moisture to their eyeballs. Start there. It is time to cry.


Sincerely,
Stephen Evans