The world of my youth is coming apart. I am living in a science fiction novel where earthlings thrash about in cyber space, divided by ancient beliefs. I am witness to virtual tweeting tribes take up arms and battle to defend their reality. However, if reality is relative how do we unite around differing views and fake news? I fear humanity has been hacked, the malware activated. There is no turning back to the world of my youth it has come apart.
Thunderous bells tolled from the church high tower filling the kingdom with fear in the midnight hour. "Who dares enter god's tower in the dark of night, waking the kingdom with no moon in sight?" "'It is I replied the courier," message in hand. "I travel with word of a black death that ravishes the land." "Quiet, you fool!" the Cleric chided in a hushed tone. "There will be no black death with god on our throne!" "Dear sir, I implore you, the death knows no gods. Reject the black death and you increase the odds, of suffering and loss of your faithful flock. For the black death will enter your kingdom and not bother to knock!"
I believe in hope even in moments of despair I believe in trying even when helping seems futile I believe in carrying on even when I’m not calm I believe in science even when science is in a constant state of discovery I believe in staying close to those I love even when I must do so from a distance I believe in humanity even though we're suffering I believe "this too shall pass" even though we will be forever changed