Why are we so drawn to destruction?
I wonder why it is that where most people feel horror at the prospect of a post apocalyptic world I think of it as a beautiful idea. I’ve always had this image of a future world that lies in ruins. Buildings at fire, broken towers, cars sitting empty and abandoned at the side road, crows roaming the city sky and screaming in alarm when newcomers are nearby.
I guess you can say my vision is about anarchy. For the same reason I always loved to watch movies like Madmax or Waterworld.
I love the idea of such Worlds of Destruction, for me they hold such promise! And they represent enormous potential, the possibility of creating something new, of letting some of the old limbic forces come to the surface once again and drive man forward to a new high, a new Golden Age, if you will – or not, as it may be – but this time not in hiding and not under the name of some disease or disorder label, but as the bringer of new life.
The world as it is now in some ways seems worn out, as if it’s going nowhere and you find yourself waiting for that day of destruction with longing in your heart. Oh, how you’ll revel when that day comes!
Are such the thoughts of a psychopath? Aren’t they merely a boy’s romantic fantasy?
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