We sail within a vast sphere, ever drifting in uncertainty, driven from end to end.
– Blaise Pascal
Head tilted (or is it the earth?) you and I slip into the mercurial creep. Lurking in the shadows of perception, you and I connect or dissect – test the tides of fate or the fate of tides. Plucked unpolished out of context and left to mingle, you and I will tangle or beckon – reinvent anew. Askew? I know I do – or will. And you?
Arrange whatever pieces come your way.
– Virginia Woolf
Is 2020’s launch of twisted viral limbo an apocalyptic warning – a poisonous trajectory aiming to take us down?
Every burst a dystopian bouquet for us to catch & carry – take your pick:
– A global pandemic fueled by maskless throngs of the unenlightened
– An inferno of scorching temperatures, lightning strikes & virulent wildfires
– Ash rain & lethal hurricanes
– Herds of climate deniers dangling in the vortex & clouds of hoax promotion
– A plague of infectious ignorance & exponential violence
– Malignant disinformation disseminated by the demonic
– Racist policing, systemic racism & the stench of white supremacy
– Radioactive lies & the annihilation of integrity
– Desperado bullying & glowing corruption
– A sci-fi proxy reality & manifest destruction
– Social proximity (of the unconscionable) toasted with Kool-Aid fervor
– And a whorling funnel of twisted viral limbo
This is Not a syllabus for Fiction.
Instead of spiraling to implosion – Mask Up, Speak Up, Take a Knee, Raise a Fist & Take a Stand. Heed the cataclysmic signs.
You and I can make a Choice!
I love the twisted viral limbo. Well not the limbo but what you wrote about it. We’re living in a time of reckoning. Climate change, lying fascist politicians, Mother Nature says I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore “ We have to take back our country, get rid of the “swamp drainer” and his slimy muck. We’ve got to save our earth and our selves, and our minds. Let’s work for it, no more thoughts no more prayers. It’s us, our last hope.
As always, Martha you are en pointe dancing with the devil and tossing florets our way! Brava!
Have we crowded the world and overused its resources to the point that human evolution ceased at the end of the last century? The herd is being thinned in spite of our success at extending the human life span. Natural human generosity has been consumed by our own greed .
Alevay as the saying goes – clinging to hope, trusting the just and the courageous.
Martha, A visual that expresses the turmoil we all feel during these troubled times, and now we have lost a leader, RBG. Let us mourn and then begin again.