11 o'clock Tick Tock
One thing I wish people who "know" me; was that they REALLY understood one key fact.
My positions, whether political or social... nothing has changed over the last 10-15 years. I've never claimed to be correct; but would defend not being wrong (yet with an open mind), happily adjusting my position accordingly. Thoughtful reflected core positions rarely require change.
The world has changed. Big time. And while everyone was looking at their phones and following the crowd, I stopped a long time ago. I just have had to yell a lot louder to get everyone's attention. That time has passed and a new one is coming whether we want it or not. I don't have any guesses as to what, where, who or when.
There are multiple "wars" being fought behind the scenes. I think that is why everything is so chaotic.
The world prefers simple, easy to categorize problems. It makes them feel like they know the answer. And they do.
To a problem that doesn't exist. Meanwhile, the real problem has grown into a literal Voldemort. People can get mad at me for saying his name. I don't care about that. Things either matter or they don't. I'm playing like they do matter.
My bed was made long ago by choices made and deeds sown. The harvest is happening and winter is coming.
If you've made it this far, and if you knew me as a younger person, I am just now realizing that because I don't talk about me very much, they think I'm a bitter crusty partial psycho and I am certainly not like that every day.
But some days, sure. You would be too if you looked at the horizon.
The person you remember - whether as a school kid or young adult is still there.
He wasn't afraid to take chances, play the fool or look where others did not. He accepted and wore "different" almost as a badge of honor.
I never follow crowds. If you look for what everyone everyone else is searching for; you become a rat in the maze. You have to compete with everyone for everything.
That kid... who had a great heart & personality... cares so much, he is willing to risk everything including the very thing most valuable to him as an adopted kid: relationships.
It kills me.
Because of my concern for others. Because I have paid attention, because I use Google Translate on foreign newspaper sites to see what they are thinking...
and because I'm a student of history who has watched the tragedies & blessings of mostly one family roll out over 250 years.
It's life changing to look at the big picture. We are absolutely lovely creatures, but so like lemmings. Running to and fro. Because it is the world we live in - not some dastardly plot. But everyone is looking at the ground or phones and haven't been paying attention.
All of these posts and warnings and attempts to educate...I know that I did what I could. I don't want to feel guilty for the rest of my life for the ruthlessness that will be required at some point in the near future.
I'm telling you - culturally, historically, allegorically - we are the American Indians. We didn't unite.
We traded our way of life that worked for an empty world of bling and shallowness. We stopped being hunter/gatherers and destroyed our world for whiskey and pans.
It is all gone.
What is worse is that I no longer have any clue how to offer any direction or assistance even if one should ask me.
Trust me please. As a technology & big picture guy - somehow in someway, anything not in your physical possession will be gone.
Don't believe me? Google China banking crisis.
China is imploding economically & politically. They are overleveraged by hundreds of percent.
What the world watches happen to China, regardless of Taiwan war, will affect everyone bc China is so tied into our economy.
The USA will be the last country to get it the worst, but make no mistake. It is coming and there is nothing anyone can do anymore to stop it.
I'm not alarmed, nor fear mongering. The time for that was long ago. Probably before most of your lives. If Reagan hadn't been there, it would already be done.
Gold isn't doing what it should do. Farmland, housing, stocks, bonds... nothing is working like it should.
It's weird. To watch it happening... like Noah. No one believed him either. The sounds he must have heard coming from outside the ark must have been... almost impossible.
A time is coming that I never thought would actually come. I couldn't get my head around it. But now, every scenario leads to the same conclusion. And everyone is looking at what everyone else is watching on their phones.
I'm not talking any alphabet mystery posts from the internet. No conspiracy websites. In fact, I gave up on all big Western media outlets and I'm watching it unfold myself. Anyone could see this too if they just looked long enough.
In any case - I'm still that same kid, so to speak, trying the best he knows how.
And no matter who or what you are, I care about you.
I thought you should know.
My Indian name is Dragging Kayak and the irony of this is... astounding.
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