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If you feel the world is unbearable,
if you feel you are going mad from all the lies,
if you feel like screaming because of the umpteenth act of vileness,
if you no longer use social media,
if a few months ago you started reading again,
if you do not have artificial intelligence to write everything for you,
if you know the times table and understand written text,
if you can sense the all-pervading stench
of decadence disguised as progress, if you are afraid and hurting,
the problem might not be you: welcome to reality,
where you probably feel solitude.
The best thing you can do? I have no idea...
I do not know; there is probably no solution.
Because by now things can no longer be fixed.
We have already crossed every line towards something worse.
Around us is a deterioration.
We lie, constantly, without pause,
for money, for self-interest, out of stupidity.
Our leaders lie, we lie to them,
out of lust for power, for money, out of fear.
We think we are capable of anything,
billions lie that power is necessary,
they lie about everything, everywhere, almost everyone,
destroying and ruining nature:
slow warming, producing more plastic,
we drink oil,
we need more gas,
we push sewage into rivers and oceans,
they build more slaughterhouses.
The cult of meat eating...yeah.
The North Atlantic Current is slowly grinding to a halt,
laying frost upon heat, pain upon decay,
but we will keep lying until the very last moment,
deceiving one another with positive messages.
Slowly, most people are being dumbed down,
forgetting how to write,
how to count, how to read, and how to be altruistic.
Artificial intelligence works out for them
what 5x5 is, or six divided by two,
and these are the ones who will vote, who will run things.
I do not know whether this is already the beginning of the end
or the end itself; I do not know how long it will last.
I am no seer: I only know
that in a world where people are slowly growing stupid,
and greed is the highest value,
and they live in hierarchical structures,
and where everyone lies to everyone,
and lies and self-worship spread through networks,
I cannot expect much good.
But I no longer care, because I look at all of this,
at our civilisation,
as I would at any other before it:
a stepping stone leading somewhere,
which may be good or bad — who knows.
It is simply good to know
that we are not special,
just links in the chain, steps
in the endless flow of things.