If you are living far enough away from “civilization,” you may have no real concern about the seemingly exponential increase in madness permeating the modern world. Perhaps you’re able to exist within it, but not be adversely affected. Perhaps you’re pretending, carrying on with life regardless of what the powers-that-be are scheming and implementing and forcing upon humanity. Perhaps you’re ready to call it a day.
What if the same-old solutions are the catalyst for disease? What seems quite evident is restrictions, military presence, police harassment, and the oppressive, violent seesaw of mandates and lockdowns are causing the problem.
Today I am missing real connection. As the thought crosses my awareness, I’m astonished to consider that maybe I haven’t really had such a feeling or experience since I was maybe three or four years old.
So, what happened?