In the end, we will be the victims of our country’s own weapons. Even if those most dastardly creations that we’ve sought to use to subjugate the world with are not used, they will imprison us, the people of this failed experiment in self-governance. Should there ever be worldly sympathy for our collective people so riddled with the disease of imperialism and hate, who would risk the cataclysm of our stored weaponry to liberate us? To rebuild us? To bring those who might be left when this is over back into the light?
It is only US who have a chance to stop this, but where even
is the next step? Those of us who
perceive the dead ends of past resistances, we are surrounded by darkness. Breathing, listening, trying to process what
is happening, trying to find something to hold that does not shift. Praying in the dark for so much, for
guidance, for courage, for safety for those we love. Praying for forgiveness if there is something
we could have done to arrest the momentum that has led us to this terrible
moment and those yet to come.
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