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  Breaking Point.      The tension in the air is incredible. Every move is being observed and calculated like never before. The entire Western Hemisphere holds its collective breath, as we await what lies in store for us next. We have reached critical mass- a breaking point- and I don’t see how we can possibly hope to move forward from here with something breaking off.      Between the noise of the internet, and the obvious state of the world- We are in store for a wild next couple of weeks. The build-up has been going on for a while now, and all attempts at controlling the noise and silencing the doubters has failed. The inevitable continues to push forward, as the bubbling deep from within increases its volume. The over-boiling of society is ready to explode at any given moment, provided they are able to see the green light.      How can we, as a society, hope to continue functioning as-is, if we do not change something? I suppose that...

  Why Keep Fighting?      Why wake up every morning, and go to arms? Why fight a system which has continued to steam-roll throughout history, achieving whatever it is deemed necessary? Why bother even trying to stop the inevitable, which is bound to arrive like rain on a dark, clouded day?      As time goes on, the struggle to continue becomes evident. Hours of research and history show that the world will continue to move forward in a pattern which seems to be already decided. The will of the people no longer play a crucial part. The wheels of motion continue to turn, with little to no regards for anything else. The system is designed to continue moving forward, no matter the cost.      History is littered with violence and oppression. It is filled to the brim with insane concepts which have shaped the global landscape. The never-ending tide of war, killing hundreds of millions of men, since the beginning of time. Some things simply can...

     If you had 24 hours to live, what would you do?      Pretty simple question, really. Who hasn’t been asked this at least once in their lifetime? Simple question, yet complicated answer. 24 hours can really fly by in the blink of an eye. Regardless, the question remains- what would you do? Would you party into oblivion, doing all the drugs and alcohol you could get your hands on before the dreaded final hour arrives? Would you go out with a bang, intoxicated and abbreviated beyond recognition? Or would you take risks like never before- go sky-diving, climb mountains, swim with sharks? Would you go to the casino, and bet it all on red? Or would you hit the race track, and spend your final hours betting on horses to get your thrills? Or would you self-implode to the knowledge that you were going to die in 24 hours, and take your own life instead? Would you spend time with your family and loved ones? Would you throw a party or BBQ and simply enjoy your rem...