A Truth Seeking Wanderer
It’s all bullshit. If and when you start digging into anything and everything significant that seemed to occur in these past months — and perhaps years, decades or centuries — nothing about it is genuine. It’s all someone’s hidden influence, someone’s fiction, or someone’s delusion of shaping the world in their image.
You’ve no doubt heard of the classic paradox, of what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. It seems quite evident that something akin to this is playing out on the world stage right now.
There’s a light rain, on a bracing October morning in the Oceanside region. It’s Thanksgiving weekend in Canada. I chose to stay on the island, rather than trek back to the mainland. There’s an air of strangeness and uncertainty this month that made me feel it wiser to stay put.
This collapse we’re living through has been a long time coming. Every aspect of our lives is experiencing an unsettling shakeup, and nothing will escape the pull of this singularity.
You say you want a better world. You may even have some ideas of what that might represent, but you have no certainty that what you envision isn’t fantasy.
