mihai.... please darling

I am confortably numb. Ready. Come get me. Dance me to the end of love.

12 years on...

These posts from a decade ago are no longer warnings; they are realities we have come to accept as part of our world. Moreover, we have the more pressing issue of nuclear suicide to distract us from the more subtle control of govt over even our biological functions and medical records. Well done. We have democratically arrived at slavery. And we chose it. Aren't we grand? I have travelled cosmic distances in my learning in 10 years...have asked more questions (tho i knew the danger of horrible answers) because I just cannot stop wondering about now, about why, about myself in the midst of this apocalypse. Truly, sometimes the monsters under the bed, really are monsters. And many know this truth just before they are vanquished, helpless to save themselves or warn others. The stories abound everywhere with the actual horror of victims' deaths, redacted by our own minds. Redacted because we cannot bear to empathize with the dying and keep on living with hope.