The Northern 📍

We’ve reached a turning point.        Yet again, another obstacle has presented itself in the path towards a peaceful and prosperous future. The never-ending campaign of division, has yet again reached new heights. After all the chaos, after all the violence, only one question remains- what comes next, now?      The reality that we now face, here in the West, is grim. The path forward in which we as a people get to continue our lives, is shrinking quicker by the day. As more time erodes, so does the option of making peace with those who we call our neighbours. Those who we walk beside in the streets. Those who we share an office-space with during our breaks. Those who we participate with during our extracurricular activities and leisures. The dream of continuing, as is, is fading— fast.      For close to 100 years, we have lived in relative peace within our society. Minus the odd outburst or spontaneous combustions- here in the West, we ...

  I’m Losing Faith.      I no longer believe in the people. And I’m far gone from believing in the system.      What more does it take? How much more, must we tolerate? At what point, does enough become enough? The slow, tranquil approach is driving me mad.      We live in a society, where nobody cares to think. Where money and influence are all that matters. Where morals and values, seem to be nothing more than a bad joke. A concept, which has not been present for quite some while. Where energy and direction are simply decided by a few figures at the top, who seem to lead us astray. The thought of being misguided, like a dog who trusts their owner, only to be brought right to the vet and have their very manhood removed.   -      The faith in the people no longer exists. The belief that we will, somehow, snap out of it, is all but gone. The slim chance of hope in which I’ve been holding on to, for years now, seems lik...

  They’re Enslaving Us Through Debt.      You’re running out of time. Things are deteriorating at speeds hardly seen before. We the people, are being crushed by an invisible force. A devastation like no other. An evil, which has been responsible for the death of hundreds of millions of people around the world.   We need to wake up, fast.      I dream of being the one to save us. I dream of rising up, and overthrowing the terrible fate which awaits us all, should we remain still. And yet, the forces are too great for one man alone to conquer them. The evil, which has ran its way through world history like that of a cancer, is coming for us all. Yet no matter my efforts, no matter how loud I shout- the world remains asleep. Perhaps that is why we are called sheeple, after all.      What was it you used to do, when you were a child? What was the activity which you could immerse yourself in completely, and completely lose track of time?...

  One Must Accept A Terrible Reality.      At some point in every man’s life, they must embrace the truth. They must be willing to accept a truth, that deep down, they’ve always known. A dark, twisted reality, which weak men have spent their lives trying to run from. The harsh world, where nature consumes the weak.      Creating a world where one wishes to live in, is nothing more than a fantasy. An idea. A false reality, meant to steer those who hold true power, away from their potential. The false idea, that one man can change the world, and create something more harmonious than what they’ve seen.      Nature does not forgive the weak. Nature does not spare those, who dream. Nature is a dark, heavy and dangerous force, sent to devour all those who do not fight. Everywhere one looks- from the birds, to the flowers, to every human being- nature consumes what it pleases. There is no negotiating with nature. There is no praying for peace. ...

  What Is Morality?      What is this set of rules which we are meant to operate upon? Does anybody have the actual guidelines which we are meant to follow? Is there an overall consensus based upon our agreement of reality? Or are we all just acting upon our own intentions, disguising our actions as something greater than our wants? I believe it was Nietzsche who said, morality had aesthetics .      He basically argued, that if you killed a cockroach, nobody would bat an eye- however, if you killed a butterfly, everybody would lose their mind. It’s hard to argue with that kind of logic. It’s difficult to say that he was wrong in his assessment. Throughout history, over and over again, our morality has truly depended on the aesthetics we observe, and which side of the fence we sit on. The constant grey-zone, between what is right and what is wrong.      Answering these questions is not something which can be discovered lightly. How can on...