Right now, I’m looking at the world and U get the feeling that everything I could say or tell of my life, of my work, or of what I’m writing is just unimportant.
Dictators rise all over the world. Fashism rises. There’s more and more violence. More and more attempts to control people. The results of which fictions always warn about. Things history teaches us time and time again. And it just seems as if humanity is unable to learn.
Don’t we have sentience to stand above our base instincts?
Dictators rise all over the world. Fashism rises. There’s more and more violence. More and more attempts to control people. The results of which fictions always warn about. Things history teaches us time and time again. And it just seems as if humanity is unable to learn.
Don’t we have sentience to stand above our base instincts?