Savouring the anticipative Schadenfreude of that inevitable pop and the disarray which will follow is one of the few things which keep me going. And it won’t make me happy in the slightest when the waves’ll hit pretty much everyone around.

But I’d be lying if I said I won’t take immense satisfaction in the fall of every one of these monoliths. And I still hold the belief that humanity won’t just keep on hammering itself in the face like this over and over again. Maybe when this one falls… y’know? Or maybe the next one if not this one. Narrowing horizon of action, but it isn’t closed yet.

Edit: crap, sorry about the dump. Going through it, it seems.