Tags
Civilizational Fragmentation, Cognitive Dissonance, Collective Delusion, Cultural Atomization, Democratic Erosion, Ecological Collapse, Epistemic Relativism, Epistemological Decay, Existential Precarity, Ideological Polarization, Information Overload, Media-Saturated Culture, Moral Ambiguity, Moral Epistemology, Ontological Insecurity, Post-Truth Society, Scientific Denialism, Social Disintegration, Symbolic Rupture, Technological Alienation
We built vast libraries of all we knew,
Named every star, each cell, each secret gene—
Then learned that every fact could fracture too,
Depending which paid mouthpiece owned the screen.
The square where once we gathered fell to weeds;
The common tongue grew foreign on each lip.
We sorted into archipelagos of creeds,
And watched the last shared ground beneath us slip.
The scholar shows the graph, the data bare;
The pundit laughs and paints it over: “Lies.”
Yet somewhere ice is calving, unaware
Of whether we’ll foresee our own demise.
We had the tools. We had the charts. We knew.
But knowledge split like light through fractured glass;
Truth became whatever felt most true,
And so we watched our only future pass.
The irony complete, the tragedy absurd:
We drowned in information, starved for fact,
A chorus who forgot a common word,
Together, yet too fractured still to act.
Collapse of Industrial Civilization 