Hindsight is 2020. The golden gown’s out but the ballrooms empty. Eternal night washes over the land of plenty.
The hamster wheel. That perpetual turbine transmogrified into a lazy 16 month afternoon. Zoom wizards, half human lizards, Satanic rape cults, childish adults, COVID denial, death is the result. Stock market gains, working folk’s pains, the top kept rising, the bottom stayed the same.
To explain my first pandemic in 1500 words or less is quite impossible. Also, consider that it would wasn’t our first pandemic, we have a centuries long pandemic of racial injustice, rape culture, and gun violence … where are those vaccines?
Not our first, but a grand awakening. Important things were cancelled, lives were lost, and institutions were shaken to the core. Innovative technology connected us in new ways, and broke outmoded financial and business paradigms, pitting Main Street vs Wall Street, rewarding outrageous risk.
Never before has the fickle fragility of life been on display. To step off of the hamster wheel, those committed to realization of the true big picture can only be left with one conclusive thesis; life is short and unpredictable; the pandemics of our life will never be precise or predictable and they’ll never make themselves known until It’s “too little too late” and Fun is a fully acceptable spiritual path and cosmic mission, and …
It’s year 7 of the Soaring Twenties. Into the 2030s depression we go …. Thankfully cyrptocurrency is accepted at Amizonaglobacorp, the conglomerate that owns Target, Walmart, Google, and McDonalds, and through 3D virtual reality projection, we all decided together to return to 1975.