An incident to wake me from the illusion
By Alessandro Carosi

The morning had got off to a bad start, with a subtle sense of anxiety and nervousness; by now, I no longer know whether it was due to something natural, emotional, or induced by mysterious frequencies that are perhaps not emitted solely to control the weather.

I get up very early to go to the gym – a productive hour and a half – but I find myself with only minutes to spare before heading to work. The sky is grey, but an unnatural grey as it so often is now, due to a change in the climate—human-made and unnatural—a climate control scheme that I strongly doubt is for our own good, just as nothing that comes from those who hold the purse strings has ever been for our own good.
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