Tag institutional decay

Destruction Is Mercy Now

A demolition excavator tears into the top floor of a partially dismantled apartment building under grey skies.

Systems decay. They don’t reform—they rot. Reform is lip service; demolition brings clarity. Mercy isn’t sparing what’s already poisonous—it’s removing it. Institutions built to serve now serve themselves. When the foundations are hollow, saving them is cruelty. Mercy is the wrecking bar, not the facelift. Mercy is demolition with a conscience.

The Elegy of the Known

Bow of a sailing ship at sea during sunset, heading toward the horizon under an orange sky.

We mourn not what is lost, but what once felt stable. The world we knew - flawed, familiar, navigable - now collapses under a thousand clever lies. This elegy is not for the dead, but for the dependable. For shared meaning. For truth with a pulse. The known is vanishing - and with it, the illusion that we ever understood it.