I feel a tremendous sadness witnessing the situation in the world as it is. Our government is morally bankrupt and our country and are heritage are in peril. I am amazed and saddened that people are not paying attention. They must consider themselves blessed or "just lucky". Well, my friend, our luck is running out. Our government is in a planned state of chaos where corruption and lies are the fiat currency.
You know the old song about the gambler knowing "when to walk away and when to run"? We are failing miserably in our daily gamble because we have been lulled into complacency that the status quo will continue just as we feel it always has. You know, hypocondriancs are not immortal, they too will eventually get sick and die of something. Our country is the same way. There are many who smugly say "we've heard it all before, DOOMSDAY IS COMING" smiling at our perceived lunacy.
My brother, whom I love deeply, tells me that he is not concerned because "there are too many people watching" for anything bad happen. Yes, people are watching, all kinds of people, responsible people some of them in high places. The alarm has been sounded but because of a misplaced trust in our media we blythely stumble along day after day TRUSTING that SOMEBODY (some great and altruistic somebody) will shield us from the results of our inattention and apathy. It makes me sad that I cannot reach him, I cannot reach anyone I love and so I stand by waiting for the collapse I know is coming, along with a violent and bloody descent into a hell of our own making.
We've forgotten personal responsibility and integrity. We are waiting, watching bad things happen because we believe we are somehow unique, that we can't become a victim of bad government. People laugh and ridicule, which makes me even more sad. Do you think a tyrant who ends up destroying lives announces himself, saying "I'm here to take over your country and rob you of your freedom"? WHAT SIGN are you waiting for. You think WATCH DOGS are watching. YES, they are, and they are trying desparately to send the message but our self-delusion and smug apathy keep us from hearing. Will the future look back and shake their heads wondering why we stood by silently as we let freedom slip through our fingers?
The lives of my family, my children, my grandchildren are already experiencing the change which has been inevitable. Nothing good comes out of a kitchen where no one is supervising the progress of our "daily bread". You cannot neglect important things for too long. We have long since passed "too long".
I did not give birth to my children ever thinking that I would bring them into a world that is crumbling like ours. All mothers dream of happy times, good health and prosperity for their children. My instinct is to protect them as always but I know I will be unable to help them survive. It occurs to me though that maybe not surviving is winning because maybe the dead will be the lucky ones. I am already in mourning for the loss of a future for my children but sadly no one consoles me as we usually do those grieving. Not, most that witness my distress mock and laugh and point.
Which brings me back to my profound state of sadness which I am helpless to change. I cannot, no matter how I might try, just say "oh well" or "there's always tomorrow". Big changes are on the way, changes I do not welcome but they keep coming anyway.