Listen

It has been said before. So much so that maybe we don’t hear it any more.

I say that intentionally.

That we don’t hear anymore. Not that we don’t listen; that’s a choice, but that we don’t hear.

It is probable that when the end comes we won’t notice, such is the way of things. We have lulled ourselves into this place. We have been groomed by degrees to accept that the way we live today is the normal that was always meant to be.

It is too late to wake from it now, maybe the task is too huge for us to reverse the damage that we have done.

The laments make sense now. There are the few who walk the world with their eyes open, agape at the state of the world. Individuals who might have been messiahs in another time simply by opening their eyes.

There are no messiahs any more. The moment has gone.