What does our world remind me of now?

 A long holiday weekend... family and friends have gone their separate ways, some to the country, some to their own family affairs, you walk from corner to corner of the apartment, stretch your legs from time to time, but in fact you don’t know what to do with yourself, you’re locked in, as if in a voluntary cage, there’s a drizzly rain outside, you don’t want to stick your nose out, in solitude thoughts begin to overcome you - why do I live, who needs me and why, everyone has their own life...

I said everything I wanted to tell the world, I got everything I wanted from life, I learned, studied and understood everything I wanted to know, why this world exists, what its meaning is, and where it’s moving - towards knowledge.

The meaning of this world is limited to you and me, if it weren’t for us, the meaning of this world would disappear, without us, the living and thinking, this dead world is of no use to anyone.

 All the interesting books have been read, films and TV shows are boring as hell, it's the same everywhere, the Internet is filled with stupidity and vulgarity, the news is only about one thing, about politics and blood, the world rattles its weapons in anticipation of terrible events: someone's grave, and someone chosen will have a solid bank account, war is the most profitable business on earth... but this is for now, there is hope in smart heads that this will be so for the time being - everything flows, everything changes...

I love the Strugatsky brothers, firstly, they are smart people, and also talented, when it comes to polished words.

 I went into the TV app and typed in the search for the film "Inhabited Island", I've been watching it for a while now and for some reason I don't get tired of it, and here are the first frames in front of me, where the hero immediately gets to, armed soldiers are stupidly marching, obeying the orders of their commanders, I smile, as if our geniuses were looking into the water - the picture is the same as what we are now seeing in the world...

Bondarchuk's film "Inhabited Island" is a mirror image of our modern world, even in the details they echo!

It's sad to realize this... in a science fiction novel you can come up with a fairy-tale Mak Sim who will save the world, but who should I come up with to save the world from future suicide?

 How can you not love the world in which you live and are happy, I love this magical world of ours madly, but it is impossible to love what it has been turned into, when it is all in blood and suffering, I hate everything that makes our world terrible, I hate money, private capital, insatiable private property, oligarchs, bankers, usurers, nouveau riche, the rich, their liberal servants, corrupt lackeys who justify their existence...

Here you are now reading me and expecting me to say something that you have never read or heard before, and oh, how happy I would be if I could tell you exactly that, calm you down, instill hope for a better future, make you happy so that you could breathe freely and continue to live as if nothing had happened, in your concerns for your loved ones and for your beloved self...

Once I asked the famous writer Alexander  Prokhanova:
- Gloomy forecasts are everywhere, what can we hope for, what can we hope for?

Alexander Andreevich lowered his eyes, thought for a few seconds and answered:

- Only for a miracle...

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And this miracle has neither a first nor a last name...

As for me, I will answer this way:

- Of course, the world has a chance to be saved, but for this, as many people as possible on earth need to open their eyes to the reasons for what can happen...

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I have written more than seven thousand posts, and each of my posts is a drop thrown into the human ocean, seven thousand pure drops, will they help humanity to understand the threat?

 Once I thought, there probably isn't a person in the world who would read me from cover to cover, all seven thousand of my posts, in this case, he would become my shadow, completely imbued with my thoughts and my soul, but, alas, it doesn't hurt to dream...

I even became interested, could my seven thousand posts change this person's worldview, so that he would see the world through my eyes?

There is no answer to this question... just as there is no answer to the question of our future... it is still on the scales, where they will swing, only God knows... will the stomach or the mind win!?