Doom and the Consensus Trance
Now our consensus trance shatters:
Convictions once held drop in tatters;
Belief schemes we drafted
And through our lives crafted
Leave little remaining that matters.
The powers that be won’t admit
We’re heading straight to our obit;
So it isn’t strange we
Can already see
People are losing their shit.
What is its cause at the root?
Whom might we persecute?
From an objective view,
It’s logically true
The reason is just overshoot.
Faster Than Expected
The facts had long been suspected
From evidence they had detected;
But duty and trust,
Behavior that’s just,
And science weren’t respected.
They considered the data collected,
Then the right thing to do, they rejected;
Due to lies that they spread,
Now we’re all walking dead,
So it’s over—faster than expected.