Mood: contemplative Inbetween the crackles, flames and horizontal plumes, my passing theory seemed to have been proven right. This was a benchmark in history, the apex of a steady, systematic decline of human life as a whole. It's almost as if I can see the pieces being put together in front of me, and it is exciting as much as it is terrifying. There are pieces being set up all around us; laws being slowly introduced over periods of years, and with each passing bill, the more civil liberties transmutate into vulnerabilities in infrastructure and are taken away from us, under the guise of it being for our own good, and the good of a government that cares so much and so deeply for its people. And I find it to be highly ironic that freedoms are taken away from us to so-called 'protect' other freedoms. It's like watching from a rain cloud, at times. Watching the misery unfold, mourning our past way of life and the liberties we recount that we seemingly squandered away on meaningless drivel. This is an escalation point. Things are going to go rapidly down hill and we're going to turn around and find ourselves in the very place that we thought couldn't even possibly exist. We will be asked to make a choice, and unfortunately many will make the wrong one. Then along comes the microchip, to which you are best served running from.
Then comes the chip
8:49 p.m.//03.06.07
Sound: Beck -- Ramshackle
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