And now,
I am afraid of fear, afraid of your fear, afraid of my fear, of this fear that radiates, spreads, diffuses, pours out without any more embarrassment. Like you, like the majority of us all, this silent majority, I don’t know or rather I don’t know anymore. All I know, or rather feel in the faces I meet at random, is this fear that spreads faster than this damn virus whose name I voluntarily withhold. And this fear is an epidemic.
World conspiracy, pure chance, chaos theory, bad luck, I do not know and I do not want to know. Nature, if it is guided by any will, would take revenge for our repeated rape of it. No, no, all I see, one word, fear.
I want to laugh, to laugh about it but even that generates this damn fear. I imagine that it is this fucking, this ugly slut, miss fear that has carried millions of men to kill each other, to commit the worst of human nature. Get the hell out of here, get the hell out of our lives, bye, bye so long. I’ve got this damn feeling in my gut, I can’t help it. That damn feeling of a titanic battle between light and dark.
We are in this very bad scenario at the moment when Luke Skywalker can switch from one side to the other. The Chinese had already understood everything, the yin, the yang, two forces that must find their balance in order to be as close as possible to reality, the present moment, the global consciousness. A thought to these soldiers of the first front. The medical staff, hold on guys, courage. Our governments have put you in the shit and now you fight like lions, without rest, thank you. Like you, I can’t help but read the comments on social network. I see that the media did their job well, magnificent efficiency. Beautiful success, that’s it, the fear has spread. There is no more nuance. It’s either black or white depending on which side you are on. We are forced to choose.
In view of the comments that are becoming more and more nauseating, I don’t give a chance if the Third Reich decides to come back. Yes, fear, always fear. As for me, I decide not to watch the news anymore. I just want to vomit, Time break please. I voluntarily choose beauty, solidarity, creation and I affirm it high. I wish you light, I wish us light while there is still time. To encourage you, to push this bitch out of our field of thought, to keep her away from our heart, this is what gave me the courage to write this small thing, which I hope will echo in cyberspace like a pebble thrown straight into the water. In fact, I must love you old bitch, my fear I love you and I transform you into beauty. bam, magic wand, love always the yin of the yang, no choice, friends.
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