Читая книги прошлых лет, вслушиваясь в ритмы прошлых...

Reading books of past years, listening to the rhythms of past centuries ... I understand one thing - modern people and their children do not understand what a loss is in 40% of the personnel (at least "for academic"). What is - to lose a friend. For them, it's like a game - a loss? garbage, now respawn, then loop around the units and ... so what? Truly now a vulgar expression works - women give birth. What? And HZ ... Whom? Fighters, warriors? Or meat? Do you understand my drunken thought? People have lost a lot of humanity. Almost no one is human or humane now. For 75-80% of people - this is extras. Creatures without individuality ... We cease to be humans and become automatons connected directly to the wallet. Consumption wins and conquers slowly ... Humanism? The last time I gave a lecture to a homeless person (I was drunk, forgivable) that it was easier for him to beg for money than to work honestly as a guard (and in my nearest suburbs it is really more) - then I ended up having a fight with someone who covers a pack of beggars. Roof type for beggars. You see, it becomes easier for people to beg than earn. And what kind of soul work can we talk about? What happens to us, people ??? Are we dying? If yes ... then sorry for the kids. If not, then ... I would wish for our children and grandchildren a culling, as described by the Divines. Only without any snot pink ... Although there is something else ... People stop being. Become a gray mass. This kind of cadaver consumption, caterpillars without the possibility of becoming a butterfly. No, just mass ... Pechality ...