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.
winds of fire scourge the land smothering mountains choking valleys consuming all smoke billows captures the clouds a dark foreboding an orange sky a mere glimpse of a future foretold