There is no guarantee in life. Even death is not guaranteed. Highly likely. Probable. Not guaranteed.
So what if we just bask in the freedom of no guarantees?
What if we had no food? We’d grow our fucking own.
What if we were homeless? We’d live off the land.
What if we all lived in a Tank Girl / Mad Max type of world? But darling, we already do.
We have simply been overcome and overrun, overruled and overwhelmed, by invisible rules and expectations, invisible societies and invisible governments. It’s all a farce. It’s all an illusion. And like the fools we are, we bought into the lie of categorising ourselves into neat little boxes, and we played the game until it played us.
We world as we know it isn’t crumbling. It’s the figment of our imagination that has crashed.
Get up, dust off the deception, and live.
