The world cringes in Japanese. Earthquakes and tsunamis. Distilled Fukushima nuclear power. Libya calls for war, the Nobel Peace offers it. The religions of the world take the troubled waters. Revelation seems bland compared to the news. The world economy is a house of cards. Corals oil stain.
If you zoom in, the anxiety does not end. The mob rule democracy crushed. Photos of corrupt invade our landscape. Promises and lies between the atoll with a finger. Insults instead of dialogue, instead of racism complaint. The Polochic is an immense river full of blood. Panzer is the rock on which we faced a million times. Eviction logic. Fishermen gain.
And in my little world there is also a visible Revelation from the San Francisco River. Chaos of rocks and twisted wires, pipes stool remembering our negligence. The souls are torn between reflection without action or action without reflection. The mountain is burning and there are no volunteers to turn it off. Only the children cry. In the largest moon faceless mobs set fire to his own demons, burned their witches prepare their own hell, plunder and forbidden desire. Resentment in the eyes of men, bitter on the lips of women, fear in the eyes of children. Centuries
called civilization and still living in barbarism. Technology, science, development, modernity, industrialization and not spend as cavemen in the way we solve problems and even make love. Seeking
sense of elemental, I envy the simplicity of the ant and the crush of pure envy.
No matter, they will outlive us.
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