Whatever it is, coronavirus has made the mighty kneel and brought the world to a halt.
Our minds are still racing back and forth, longing for a return to normality.
Trying to stitch our future to our past and refusing to acknowledge the rupture.
But the rupture exists, and in the midst of this terrible despair, it offers us a chance
to rethink the doomsday machine we have built for ourselves.
Nothing could be worse than a return to normality.
Historically, pandemics have forced humans to break with the past and imagine their world anew.
A portal.
A gateway between one world and the next.
We can choose to walk through it, dragging the carcasses of our prejudice and hatred.
Our avarice, our databanks and dead ideas, our dead rivers and smoky skies behind us.
Or...
We can walk through nightly, with little luggage, ready to imagine another world.
and ready to fight for it.