When we are old enough to feel it...

When we are old enough to feel the world, we are sad.

Who can we blame except for ourselves for all this pain that is running all around the world? All these sorrow, all these bloodshed. Sometimes we may wonder if God has abandoned us, but the reality is that we have abandoned God. We have set ourselves on a path of destruction.

Every day I sit here waiting for the day when the world ends. It will end. It will end much faster and much sooner than we expect. What little peace we have in our house-hold, even that, may no longer exist.

I wish I was living in the medieval times.

Perhaps the real development of history... the spiral development, isn't going up but going down, like down a toilet.

What does it matter what we do? What does it matter what dreams we have? What does it matter... for anything at all?

All the golden ages are in the past, what is to come of the future? We work our asses off to make lives even harder for our childrens. The world is more polluted, more violent, more of anything but good.

If we are old enough to really feel the world, we will be sad.

What can we do then? Tired of surviving. Is there still anything that can be done?! Make a difference, make a change, make the world a better place.