I'm sitting here when I should be in bed, sleeping. And suddenly I felt something that I haven't felt in a long time.
Hope.
I always hoped that the people would wake up and DO something to save
us all from the species death that the oligarchy has been driving
towards. For years, decades, people told me that it was hopeless; that
people were sheep, and would meekly take anything that the elite
inflicted on them.
I'd reply that I refused to believe that; that
there was a point of pain past which people COULD NOT simply endure. A
point past which all the TV, all the propaganda, all the threats would
fail. That at heart, we'd fight - for our children's future, if nothing
else.
But I was always afraid that maybe, just MAYBE, I was wrong.
Maybe these protests will be crushed. Maybe. But if they are, they will be followed by more, and bigger ones.
Humanity just might survive after all.
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