I'm not really afraid of those kind of things...
The potentially savage nature of reality scares me because I feel like I may be forced to become something lesser than I am just to survive.
I'm afraid of humanity and its potential to fall apart at the seams.
I'm afraid of how thin those threads that hold everything together are.
I know that if the day arrives where I'll be faced with the need to resort to any means necessary, I'll be able..
But I'm afraid of who I'll become.
It's nice to focus on the glossy surface of our existence, be distracted by everything we're distracted by... I wish I did that as easily as I used to.
Of course, whether my fears are unfounded or not...
That is another discussion.
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