It is easy to engineer these looming disasters because it distracts us from the things that kill us little by little. It's easy to hide in all coming to an end and we stockpile the things we need and we wonder if it will be today. You spend so much time on maybes on what could happen, so we do nothing about the things that are happening. Our lives are eroding slowly and yet we do not live them. Obsessed with dying and forgetting the living. I'm not trying to make some Grand statement, nothing I say will change momentum. But I will scrawl these words and I will write my heart down, because it beats now and words knock behind my teeth and demand saying.