It's the end of the world as we know it.....

And I'm rather confused as to why I'm in a handbasket, and the carrier clanks and rattles like bruken machinery and fleshless bones. Hold on kids, I fear this will be a bumpy ride. And chances are a great many of us will not live to see the destination.

Saw the sunrise this morning. Red sky at morning, sailors take warning. Sailors and solidiers alike, as it rains water like tears here and rains bombs there. I was woken by crows (good thing because the alarm never went off) and they screamed something that sounded like oh shit, life is not as usual. And we will not be saved.

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Your political compass
Economic Left/Right: -6.50
Authoritarian/Libertarian: -7.33

And damned close to anarchy there too!

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So we're dropping bombs. Does anyone know if there's actually been a decalration of war yet? last I knew there hadn't been.... And how does it bode for the future of this little endeavor that the first casualty was a Jordanian woman, according to this morning's news?

I almost feel like having a party. Not a traditional one, thsi one would be more tragic, all this preparing for the end of the world, one last farewell to joy and stability. I keep seeing these images of things that look like a cross between Gatsby, Dio de los Muertos, and a funeral. Have a big wake for ourselves, because gods know no one else will when this is all over. And I want to get thoroughly fucked up, with some sort of strong drink or better, some sort of lovely drug, just to stop this hurt.

Went to my art history class this morning, after watching the bombs fall on Baghdad on CNN, and we're up to the Baroque period. The last painting we saw was Peter Paul Rubens's Allegory on teh Outbreak of War. It was the first time this professor had tought the painting at the actual outbreak of war, and that was, oddly, the catalyst to make me cry.

http://www.nyu.edu/classes/garcia/resource/apap/402scr.jpg

Not a very good image, but it gets the point across.