In old buildings, I feel safe, most especially in libraries. They have a spirit of place I find lacking in modern buildings.
I have never had the scared, fearful feeling others get in old buildings. To me, they feel like….home. I can still sense all the living that happened there so many years ago, and it feels so good to me.
So many of these buildings were left to us by local people of means who knew the precious gift was so vital.
No, they weren’t perfect. But, in making certain that schools, libraries, roads, bridges, universities and museums were built, they gifted us an important key to our future. If it also ensured their own legacy, then so be it!
Nowadays, I don’t see leaders like that. It’s all about lining their own pockets, building power, and eliminating anything that stands in their way.
There is no general national morality aimed at the greater good of our country. This obsession with the controlling of others genitalia, sexuality, and gender expression is not morality. It’s an abusive form of control kink masquerading as holiness.
We are also preoccupied with productivity to the point whete no one can stop being a cog in the mechanism long enough to figure out how to breathe and create something of their own. Hard work is a wonderful thing. But lets separate it from a person’s worth as a human being, shall we?
Our inability to unite for greater causes, and to ensure a legacy for future generations is shameful.
Our ancestors are rolling over in their graves at our empty souls and selfish hearts. What are we becoming?
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