I can’t help but to wonder what is going on in the world. Right on the heels of a global pandemic we are staring down the barrel of a madman who doesn’t seem to be concerned about how the world perceives his plan to take over the Ukraine and threatens nuclear retaliation if anyone intervenes.

As the world looks on, we all offer our support from the sidelines as we watch in horror while millions are displaced, or brutally killed in unprovoked attacks. But essentially, we do very little to help.

Everyone is afraid of the madman. The bully.

Of course there is also the threat from China who, no doubt, would probably jump in to back Mr Putin given the opportunity.

We are all living in a world that many of us could not have imagined. In a blink of an eye, everything could be over.

If the past few years of natural disasters, inferno wild fires, pandemic, insanity hadn’t been enough writing on the wall: I don’t know what else could have presented the human race with a reality of what, in all possibility, could be the end of our species, and probably this planet.

I am neither a scientist, nor a scholar, nor a psychic or a politician or by any far reaching grasp of the word: a genius, but I have foreseen the demise of us from a very early age. Of course I hope I’m wrong about it: I hope that things can turn around on a dime, but the road we are walking on now, seems to have almost a sense of finality to it.

Maybe it’s just my state of mind. But I think it’s more than that.

The few bereavement groups that I belong to are alarming to a society that is crumbling. The number of suicides just grow higher at a rate that is scary. Although we can never know what goes on in the mind of another, often these free will decisions are unexpected by loved ones. Looking at the photos of the departed show young men and women who look like they are full of life and self esteem. And then suddenly they are gone: leaving grief behind to their loved ones who wander aimlessly lost in a world most think they could never endure. I know I didn’t think I could survive the loss of one of my children; I still don’t know if I can, but here I am: trying.

I can’t help to wonder if this exodus of souls is just a trickling of what’s to come. Do we have long left on this planet? Is Mother Earth getting ready to shed us because it’s become clear that although there are wonderful people here, war and greed and hatred continue to prevail and our time here is ticking down? All the millenia that we have walked this earth, and we still have not learned what we came here to learn.

While I’m sad and I’m scared for mankind, I’m no longer scared for myself.

Published by iamtherealjude

I am a mother of four beautiful grown children. My son Sam: My youngest boy, lost his fight with his demons on Aug 19, 2021. This blog is a dedication to my sweet young man who I will forever look for in the beauty of this world until my last breath.

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