very day that passes is another day the world turns more dangerous, and in truth, more fragile. There are too many people from all angles of the globe doing all sorts of horrible things to others. There was the person who threw acid from atop a building, permanently branding innocent passersby with ugly burn marks on their skins. Then there was the ex-policeman who took several tourists hostage, and in a moment of mental instability gunned half of them down with the help of a failing SWAT Team, in the hopes of getting reinstated into the police force. On the telly comes the news of the usual news of a suicide bombing, and the viewer allows himself a moment of condescending, obligatory pity before moving onto juicy Hollywood gossip.
People are afraid of the coming of the end of the world, but I say it's happening everywhere, right at this moment. It is not so much the end of the world but the end of civilization; the end of the evolution of man. At some point, men have turned back to the violent ways of their ancestors in attempts to solve their problems.
This is the world that we live in now. And with the storms that have been flooding our streets these past few nights, the heavens have been mourning its lost children.