Assessing the situation

Like a man that has fallen into quicksand, one struggles to find salvation of any sort. Reaching  for tree limbs but only finding twigs. Desperation breeds anxiety of certain demise, for certain he is, that the end is near.  Inhaling for possibly the last time an echo resounds from a memory past…

Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people. The abolition of religion as the illusory happiness of the people is the demand for their real happiness. To call on them to give up their illusions about their condition is to call on them to give up a condition that requires illusions. The criticism of religion is, therefore, in embryo, the criticism of that vale of tears of which religion is the halo.  Karl Marx

 Had his salvation become his damnation? Afflicted with neurosis by popular culture the downward spiral of sanity had bred complacency, and irrational mental monotony.  Out of habit he looked up, even with the realization nothing was to happen. Solidarity motivated a glance around, which happened to breed its own form of panic, insecurity. Anxiety of an unknown situation narrows the perspective and defines one’s own resources as inadequate.

Presented with the choice of evolution, which path does one take?

From the sun to Jupiter, with Saturn in wane .