Lately I've been chasing more and more the feeling that now is still a great time, and it will only get worse. I really hope I'm just hallucinating, that my eyes are covered with black paint and I see the world distorted, darker than it really is. But the whole world resembles a battlefield, and in this battle the evil side wins. Precisely based on what I see around me, I understand and wholeheartedly agree with the sentence: "Good must come with punches". And this world will not be better for us. Pioneer and Max stock.