It feels like the world is being sucked into like a black hole.
And the black hole is nothing but pure rage.
Like their is this thing we do not even see or are like or one of.
The thing is pure evil, pure hate and pure rage.
The only thing it can not do or is allowed to do is show its self unto us.

I rather go on into my own self and close the door until it passes.
Spend time with my own household.
Spend time with the little creatures that have no understating of such feelings.

I envy them sometimes and yet at other times I find them perfect company.
I do not think the mental state of people in such an environment as the end of the world as we know it, is born or created to abide in such as that.

Not even the animals.
They do not rage or hate and they are not evil.
They actually have a heart and a fanciful mind.
Some just like children or humans.

This we see is completely un-natural and un-human even un-animal.

Just find a moment of something precious and not knowing anything at all of all that is or could be.
And spend time in their mind.
That is why I do muted.