A Writer's Journal

Through The Glass Darkly

Apocalypse day twenty eight

Why did I start this? Oh yes, it’s easy enough to complain it has never been worse.  But we all know it has. Well maybe we don’t all know.  I never lived through slavery or the plague or the cultural revolution or ….

There is a war, but it is so far away.  There are refugees attempting to get away from the conflict right now. And I’m just sitting here, writing a blog wishing I could stop all this swirling paranoia and hate. Dreaming and praying that perhaps one positive word or action could make a difference in one person’s life, then they would make one positive difference and so on and so on ….

 

One thought on “Apocalypse day twenty eight

  1. kingmidget says:

    That is the struggle isn’t it. I go back and forth between trying to ignore it (which I am rarely actually able to do) and trying to figure out in what small way I can make a difference.

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