Life is always going that conflict between the heart and the head. The anarchy of desire, versus the tyranny of judgement.

These fires will burn out and they will take much of the old with them, as well as many of their own, as revolutions do eat their own.

These fires of desire can have no plan, or they become The Man. The fact is that not every acorn gets to be an oak tree and if we don't do any of the selection, nature just does it for us. Those who do eventually become the crest of the wave, the Robespierres, the Stalins, the Maos, the Pol Pots, are the ones whom use fear and terror the best, as that is the only emotion the herd really understands.

Maybe, looking back, several centuries from now, when the wave has fully washed out to sea, it will be for the best, in destroying ourselves, we leave some resources for the future.

As the future we have borrowed against, has arrived.