This man wrote a series of book called “A Journey Through Hell”. Seriously. It’s set in a time after the total destruction of our society. To him, that means horror. I don’t see the downfall of our society as horror, I see it as a relief.
All the lies it takes to keep this “society” going. If you have to lie this much, and feed so many people into it – should you? If you must grind other humans bones to make your bread, shouldn’t you just omit bread from your diet?
I cast my mind into an existence where there is no capitalism, no oppression, no racism, no forms to complete or identification cards to carry it feels like heaven to me. It’s something that every person who has left the United States has experienced. The air is different. The sounds are different. The food is different, well it’s actually disgusting and very expensive. They actually eat rats, worms, and horses outside the United States but that’s another blog post.
It is poetic that a post apocalyptic world where the four horsemen ride is horror to a lot of people whereas for me I wonder what took them so long. I am a poet. I don’t want to punch a time clock. I don’t want to ever work with others in person. I like to go to events like concerts, marinas, and parks. I like to see birds, animals, and trees.
I don’t like parasites of any kind. The drive these things have to suck life off of another. To a parasite, the downfall of their ability to do that anymore would be a horror but to the host – it’s a relief. There will be some discomfort as the healing begins but what a wonder it will be to live parasite free.
A boss may say “Go!” while a leader says, “Let’s go!” but a Mom says, “Leave that alone and go sit down!” Ah, yes the state of being. The glory of experiencing life as a human without the scaffolding of some person seeking to eke out a life off of your birth. That is Heaven to me.
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