It’s going to be okay… in the end.
No matter what happens, we can find a way to light
No matter how dark it gets, we can find a way
to learn from the past, to make it count.
In the end, it will have been an agent for progress…
because we first need the shit from the vast, middle abyss
to crawl out into plain view—festered, inflamed, Repugnant,
in order to diagnose, treat, and eradicate…
If we succeed, we might look back upon this time,
and see it as the turning point whence real change began,
whence began reassessing, fixing, healing.
But if instead we burn in flames of red…
well… … todo tiene su final . . . .
09 noviembre 2016, martes