The Northern 📍

  Build A Better World.      Be the change you wish to see. We live in a time, where here in the West, destruction is the name of the game. The destruction of the family unit. The destruction of national identity. The destruction of the very charter of rights which our ancestors fought and died for us to have. Everywhere you turn, what once stood proud, is slowly being torn apart.      The conservation of these items is a futile battle. The attempt to stop the individuals in question, who seek to destroy what it is we as a people have built, is useless. Much like a wild fire, struck ablaze in the middle of the forest- the flames cannot be stopped once the tress have been engulfed. The fierceness and intensity of the destruction cannot be contained. The levelling of the forest is an occurrence which must be left to run its course.      However, one does not simply allow a forest to die. Though the flames may rise, and the destruction may ...

  Is This The End?      At least, is this what it feels like? Has all this technology, all these black screens- have they simply shown us the inevitable future of mankind?        Sometimes, I feel like the destruction of our civilization is inevitable. I don’t think I feel alone in that sentiment, either. Have we as humans not always sought new ways to wreak havoc upon our own kind? Have we, as mad as we are, always sought new ways to rule over the ashes? The more things change, the more they stay the same, it seems. ✶      Humanity has always been doomed. Since the moment we discovered the wheel and planted our first crops. From harnessing fire, to building houses. The inevitable downfall has always been present, lingering in the shadows. Like a wolf, slowly stalking its prey. One can only continue forward so far, before eventually coming face-to-face with the beast.      Perhaps thats the secret, that’s been guarded...

  No One Cares, Until You Win.      No one. Nobody. Nothing.      It’s a harsh reality that we must come to face, day after day. The cold, hard truth that we are only as good as our last victory. That our words are empty, unless there is great success behind them. That we are nothing more than a collection of wins or losses, determining our value and worth.      While this may sound as a degrading and rude description- it is our reality. Especially, for those of us who call ourselves men. The world will continue to treat us harshly, until we have something to show for it. Something to show for all our efforts and work which we put in.        Nobody cares about the journey that we go through. Nobody reaches out, and shows sympathy to a man who cannot win. They fill his head with empty words, pretending to be on their team and supporting them, all the while they disrespect you and continue on as if you are nothing more ...

  Generation Geezer.      Old people are ruining everything. Before you quit on me, hear me out. They’re going to hell, and they’re bent on dragging us down with them.      I don’t know if it’s their lack of faith, or their lack of morals, which is worse. The only thing they seem not to lack, is money. Which they are hellbent as ever towards wasting it, and completely ruining the future for everybody else. These people are seriously demented, and have major issues when it comes to understanding the most basic concepts.      My anger towards them is something which I struggle to hide. Although some of them mean well, they simply cannot keep up in today’s world. The age of information has proven to be too much for them. They cannot comprehend what is going on. They cannot see through the illusion they have spent most of their lives participating within. The struggle to wake up and acknowledge their own mistakes is some what of a foreign co...