The Physical World Is The Only World We Have

If we walk off the cliff with the maniacs, off the cliff we go.

Editorial note: those who read this essay early on, in April 2020, knew that it was about the physical world in which we talk to each other face to face, touch each other physically and not via screen, etc. It was written as a response to induced panic and a very obvious Big Tech overtake. As someone who has been writing about Big Tech and transhunism long before 2020, when absolutely nobody cared about such thing, I found the whole transition to online completely contrived. So this essay is about the beauty of the physical world where we talk face to face, as opposed to staring at screens in fear (published in April 2020).

Mother Earth, I love you.
Mother Earth, I love you.
Mother Earth, I love you.
I don’t know what else I have
But love.

It is very hard for me to write this.

It’s hard because a part of me is scared of sticking out and wants to hide, hoping that somebody smarter and braver than me will fix this world, while I watch. It’s hard because I hate arguments, and I like to kee…