The Machine
ID: Ley6pzxA
7/16/2025, 7:13:13 PM No.510552778
i sit here, wrapped in the quiet tension of my dual convictions—christian to the core, communist by conscience—trying to make sense of a world that seems to be forgetting how to grow, how to nurture, how to welcome new life, except, oddly enough, in africa, which continues to pulse with the stubborn rhythm of birth and kinship, while nearly every other corner of the globe, whether capitalist or communist, slips deeper into the cold grip of demographic decline, as if both systems, despite their promises of abundance or equality, have somehow failed to cultivate the very thing they depend on to sustain themselves: the next generation, the future, the breath of humanity yet to come, and i wonder, not for the first time, if there is something spiritually hollow at the heart of both ideologies when they cannot, or will not, make room for the sacred act of bringing life into the world, when the market and the state alike become so consuming that they leave little room for the quiet, humble work of raising children, building families, fostering hope, and then there’s gaza, where the question of fertility becomes almost grotesque in its irony, because how can one even speak of birth rates when the very act of living is under siege, when hospitals are bombed, when children are buried in the rubble of their own homes, when survival is a miracle and death is a daily statistic, and yet no one seems to care, or if they do, they care only in passing, with hashtags and fleeting outrage.