Blame is easy. It all has to be someone else’s fault. And they must change. Not me. Not us. They did this. They’re doing it, and they’re doing it to us. Fear. Hate. Terror. Doom. It’s all coming and it’s all coming thanks to the vague and horrible ‘they’. The television. The newspaper. And that…
Tag: love
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 5.28.17
It’s an interesting thing about humans. Memories that go longer than our own lives. Than our own experiences. Memories of immortality.