The coming of the 21st century brought about an unsettling disappointment:
The obscure never ending cloud of fear that hung over civilization failed to come to a resolution:
the world wasn't at its end.
The Mayan calendar proved itself to be a giant failure just like the y2k bug, robots searching for non-existing bombs in public transportation, the posters with eyes following people around.... waiting for something to happen.
The endless feeling of doom that followed humans day in and day out into their dreams, seeping into their routine didn't overload the psyche with questions, answers and
desire to act upon this brain activity.
We were asleep.
Cities grew and fell. Civilizations came about and dissipated
leaving behind fragments of their existence which were studied by
future civilizations...devoured by time, wars and silly humans.
The boredom was enveloping each corner yet failed to follow up in the explosion of a contraction.
It was a beginning of a new inevitable cycle.
The product of such masturbatory existence, this stagnation couldn't be anything but decadence.
2 comments:
i was hoping for some sort of incredible catastrophe to happen since i started going to school. Before it was sort of bearable.
i was hoping for some catastrophe to happen since ... whenever... that is when it was bearable..but nothing will change....and now as i relize this ... this stagnation is unbearable.
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