So here we sit in the belly of the beast watching the legions of jackals feast. Casual cruelty and apathetic abuse are the ethos of our epoch. The liberals endorse and the conservatives conquer, all the while our souls weep for the atrocities of our minds. The modern age made us think we were a sage, when in fact we are nothing but pretentious killers. This curse of the herd cannot be overcome by the word. Mighty as logos be, it alone will not set us free. We have become alienated from the earth, from eachother, and from ourselves. If we wish to find time to prevent humanity from falling into the abyss, then it is time to raise the fist. Not in opposition to others, but solidarity with all our sisters and brothers. If we are divided, they are delighted. If we are one, then their time is done.