i do not want to be apocalyptic. but, beg your pardon, we might be prepare for the end. i dare to say even more: we might be prepared for a very drastic end.
the idea of a god coming back to save us or that a right life could protect us will not make any sense.
why this will happen?
what did we do wrong?
not a single sign ruined us. we built our destruction together.
you, me, our families, our neighbours, our enemis. when i say eveybody, i mean exctly all of us.
it was not only greed the cause of our distruction
our end is even beyond our slave sistem
the day we say goodbye | London | R.Cambusano