Is humanity’s existence, human civilization’s existence always precarious?
We – humans – have survived for quite a long time despite our remarkable ability to not learn from our own species’ experience. Or learn too late, which amounts to the same thing.
Now everything is upside down. All the plans and expectations are topsy-turvy.
I’ve always steered away from actually blogging — meaning blogging where I’m not editing before posting. But now, with the world in what is obviously only the beginning of a transformation on the order of science fiction, I might as well just put it out there.
I’ve heard friends who’ve started writing journals. Same thing really. We are all crying, we say, too ourselves, for ourselves, and it is true.
The earth is shuddering.
We are all at the epicenter.