Will we ever go back?
Do you remember when we were kids, before another level of madness hit us? We would joke about everything, and we still thought about life in a normal way. And since 2020, it’s as if life ended then and there. There was this huge shift. People aren’t people anymore. Doctors only fearmonger apathetically. You can’t meet someone organically anymore. You can’t live a normal life anymore and interact with others normally. Political stance is everything now. A bottle of madness opened — a shift. Now we all feel it, but we point to different things. We can’t agree on what caused the madness in the first place. I sometimes wonder if that shift, that collective consciousness shift that happened, was some kind of button that was pressed by some evil maniac in a window room looking down on the earth. Like The Truman Show. The Architect. And we all got this message radioed into our heads to panic all at the same time. To go crazy. To devolve into little scared Muppets, afraid of everything. And some of us are still in that state of insanity, and some of us are done with the shadow puppet show. And all of us feel the same thing. A general feeling of life unraveling. It’s the end of an era that we didn’t know was good then, because what we have now is much worse.