Relax, I'm not saying anyone is pushing us. But we're standing on the edge of a precipice and it's a long way down. And we don't look up because you can't grab a handful of sky. We look down because that's where our feet are, planted firmly on the ground, or so we hope. The foothold on earth, though, that we've put our trust in all these years, appears to be of sand because it's shifting day by day. Nature has no remorse.
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