Fever dream

I woke up at 5 a.m. today in a sweat and panic. I am glad to be alive. I also realised that when it comes down to it, we all desire to live. When fear grips us, when fight or flight beseeches us, survival mode kicks in. Hobbes was not quite the paranoid philosopher we thought he was. He was living in a war, we are living in a war. No matter how much we think we have overcome the natural world, and no matter how much we think that the problems of society, or our problems, means the end of the world; we couldn't be further from the truth. I have learned a lot from this dream, I never want to go back into those catacombs. I will listen to Thoreau on this one, I will be the free man like the cypress.