If you question the world around you, than yoh may be the first recovering humans.
It has taken us a long time to awaken now from the sleep of death caused by the fallout in Japan.
Along the way, our rehabilitation has been troubled with chaos....Don't use the word anarchy to describe the truth.
Drugs have constantly been texted, by those of us who questioned a persons well-being. Self preservation, it was that kept our progression from the most elic fail this side of darwinism (for the sake of speaking in modern sophistis).
To explain what happened, is simple. The neurons in our brain....the pathways, slowly radiated Ebits and pieces of fallout. We're talking about a scale so macro, that a particle of water is an ocean. An ion of light a sun. Thoughts, were resistant to the affliction.
We were more affected by pattern. The first inevitable pattern was the sleep patteren, this allowed our thoughts to slow down to the point where the radiation could finally influence things such as dreams.
Sleep itself is a complex cleansing of our brains and our minds.
Those of us who slept to much began changing. Than, it was the collateral damage that destroyed us. The children of the witnesses to the obliviations began to deviate farther from the average mindset of the times.
We were born this way, children of Atom. Blind as mice def as fish, dum as stone. Aware to our desire too sleep away the deaths, to pray away the pain. For all our fighting we mourned a thousand days and than tens of thousands more....each one of us.
We are granted today the key to opening our eyes, here in our hands....Lazy ass :p
It's strange though that every psychological illness can be traced back to that very simple concept. Beta waves de-harmonized via nuclear fall-out, than sub-conceptual conscious randomly provoked into higher stage consciousness.....The birth of a general public of clinically insane. Open today are the gates of sanitariums, work there if you wish but the wages are none.
I wish only the cases of insanity to be of an instance where those ill would be so few that gates and rooms could keep them under care.
In 2013, or by the time we got to this year it happened so that self preservation suspended. To the point that the suicide rate began to rise.
Having only herd stories I am happy to have never been witness. Still, the girl with the train....worst way to die. God rest their souls.
Death is like sleep though. Dreams are as folly.
Curiously, we are mostly unsatisfied. We bring ourselves to the height of society, buying our way to the front of the credit line. Some lie, others invest thought, and some speak. One day a song, the next a sculpture, the next a spectacle of the modern judicial system. Fishing, cooking, bathing...All entertainmen
Than with the start of the technical age. We begin to fuse our brains. Websites became giant examples of clutters of neurons connected in a web. Each persons fingers sending out electricity for a reciprocal somewhere in the cloud of a giant brain. So large that it would cover the earth with darkness if it was of the evil kind. Yet still, the technology brought a by-product of infinite use. The rumble, the satellites, it all forms our shield....thin rather it is, but the beauty of the universe is not yet shielded by that iron curtain.
Electricity has made it possible for us to reverse our minds from the inevitable eternal sleep. Just imagine a society where everyone has the top priority of sleeping.
It would make someone with the power of observation to question why are we even existing. Why has god created us, or how and when was the universe created.
I believe that the desire to study the cosmos is to dream of escaping earth. It is to teleport oneself to a distant object. One that can't be seen or touched, only measured. It's presence to us is as smell alone. The mathematical equation to its orbit written down with a led pencil.
Remember how the nuclear bomb went boom, and why minds that great have used their intelligence to aid society all along the way?
I prefer to use my strength and my body. Than again, so does a stripper :)
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5 in the morning. In Romania.... I have herd people talk to me. I listened. They spoke about the government here taking people who were too radiated out of society. Others told me about the tests they passed, administered to them by their colleges. The sensation the same as an hiv test, a pregnancy test, or a cancer exam. That same fear of failing a drug screening or weighing in 80 pounds over...or 40 under.
Yet, here the police have maintained a strict policy on guns, that is.... No one owns one, no one sells one and no one has one. The Bulgarian kids sometimes smuggle one in, but. People here don't know that Smith and Wesson make guns.
Go visit the other countries around Chernobyl and you'll witness the stories.
It's 5 in the morning...the silence is killing me. The few birds that begin their morning calls are ok, a few crows. Song birds too rest now. Dogs bark in the distance, someone is driving or walking....the dog is angry that he lives a life with no human companion, a habit we bred into their hearts.
Much the same way the nuclear collateral bred us.
It's not all bad :) The Japanese are Shagging the Americans, the Germans are still building, the Britz still got their tea-time and most importantly, the Earth is still spinning.
