The Old World Dies 🪦

    The death of a nation no longer goes out with a bang. The destruction of a country and its people is no longer measured by guns or swords. The destruction of what our ancestors have built will not be conquered via force. The true, final blow will be that of a nation neutered; too weak to push back and take back what is theirs to own.

    A great man once spoke about how the fall of nations begins once the individuals begin to put their own wants and desires above their fellow countrymen. As an individual who grew up, believing that life was all about finding what it is we wish to accomplish, I strongly disagreed. The thoughts and beliefs of being an individual who was born to pursue their own path, at whatever cost, was engrained within my DNA. I wanted to find something that allowed me to pursue my dreams and potential, with zero regards to whatever it was others around me pursued. Now, I no longer believe that to be true.

    The promotion of individual goals and dreams has slowly torn apart the very fabric in which society has been held together by for the past few centuries. The united people, all working together towards a common goal, has been leading our nation and our families to take the actions necessary for hundreds of years. Understanding that tremendous sacrifice is necessary, in order to allow our children, and theirs, to live and grow. However, today in the West, we seem to have completely lost the goal.

    Materialism and Consumerism have completely absorbed the minds of our nation. In the West, all we as individuals care for is the ability to out-perform our neighbours. The collective idea that our mission within our nation is nothing more than a contest, to measure the size of our bank-accounts. A constant race to see which individual can purchase the newest gadget, or the largest house. The fastest car, or the most exotic vacation. A never-ending rat-race of consumption, constantly chasing the newest materials to add to our thinly spread-out souls. All at the cost of what, exactly?

    Today, we find our nation on the brink of collapse. The survival of the nation, and its people, have become nothing more than a bad punch-line, whenever brought up in conversation. The thought of participating in an action which will not directly benefit our individual selves seems like madness, these days. To somehow care about the larger picture, rather than simply focusing on oneself, is a comical approach to life, according to society. To care about your own neighbour and their wellbeing, is a sign of an individual who no longer understands the game our society plays.

    What will happen, when the inevitable comes to pass? Where will the people, who have spent their lives, chasing their own individual goals, decide to live? What will become of the very world in which we grew up in, once the final nail has been driven into the coffin by those who wish to see us dead?

    The survival of a people, of a nation, of a group, should be our highest priority. To continue forward, allowing our bloodlines the opportunity to live a meaningful life, should be our greatest goal to strive for. To work together, as a country, ensuring that the laws and truths which we know to be true, prevail onto the next generation, should be critical. 

    And yet, here we stand, on the edge of the abyss- without a care in the world for what comes next.

    Our children, our neighbours, our bloodlines, will not look kindly upon us, once they see what it is we have done.

    History will never forgive us for the destruction.

    That is, if there is even a story left to tell about our history as a people- at all.

Godspeed.