The quiet life, getting on with things the way we know best through the means we have become accustomed to is what so many crave and cling to. Within these safe boundaries we are the ruler of our estate, we can predict outcomes, determine futures and stay safe in the knowledge that we are being perfectly normal, predictable and self assured.
Smash these cosy parameters, crash through self determined security protocols and allow uncertainty, loss of control and an almost unmitigated future to become unknown, unpredictable and uncertain, then the true fear of things raises its hydra head.
Where we have listened to authority, relied on that authority to bolster our safety, repel any and all invaders of our safe space in exchange for having ceded our freedom of movement, speech, expression and identity. When this illusory landscape reveals itself for the transparent void it always was we fear for the worst, let alone visibly see our structures fall around us.
Where people have been pushed so hard, ignored, trampled upon, disrespected, kept outside any substantial loop, used and abused. This point is the point where the last straw breaks the proverbial camel's back, the realisation that Pollyanna will never bring the family together and that the Yellow Brick Road was merely painted cobbles in foul ochre!
The True Revolutionaries have done their homework, seen the so called pretty landscape cover, like some vapid amateur dramatics makeover, crumble to reveal what they knew was waiting in the wings all along. Too few to realise it becomes the flop of flops.
As fear grabs the weakest parts of the population and tears them hither and thither, the status quo, those behind the proverbial curtain rub hands in glee as they were always onto a Win-Win scenario with the two fools running for the Top Job.
What has happened in the USA is merely symptomatic of what is cracking open around the world - the gradual dawning on stupor filled minds that they have been bamboozled.
It is encouraging to see the awakening yet imperative we do not fall into candyfloss conditioning that all is for the best in the best possible of worlds. Reassuring ourselves the world is righting itself at this point is a huge tripping point.
Just because we see an awakening it means little until we see action directed by an equivalently mastered mindset. To know you have been held prisoner does not release you from bondage. The cutting of the chains, walking resolutely into the light and serving others begins to pave that path. Eternal vigilance is a prerequisite!
Those that fabricated and implanted the chains are still very much holding the keys and guarding the jail. The Trumps of this world are merely tinsel dressing, paraded as promise. That the Clinton Cabal failed so miserably was directed, so that the division would become a wholly toxic soup where Civil War 2.0 was assured.
Change as it stands at present is wholly in the remit of the elite order. They direct its movement and all shades of thinking within their directed focus, are thrown into the social media arena and bandied around like some traduced Plato, Kant or Nietzsche.
The noise will arise all around. Everyone will become the guessing genii of predictive events and while the hubbub careers onward the controllers will merely direct their messages via their compliant media to tweak a verbal here and an angry reaction there.
Look to the Colour Revolution of all Colour Revolutions. Soros with his bottomless pit of funding has already started. The Disgustables are already parading their violence. The hiatus in the Middle East stutters through its paces.
You would think the dreaded Putin and the Russian Threat were some phantasmagoria of past times. Wise leaders await the processing of the unwashed, to see how deep the grime has embedded itself.
Even in these spaces we are being played like fiddles swiftly tuned. The need for calm heads, non reactive spleen filled minds is essential. Your every weakness will be played out. The fear being thrust upon the unthinkable Trump Trauma is one such action and will be squeezed for every drop of juice it contains. Bitter it will always be, so stay off the brew.
The imperative for people to take control of their faculties has NEVER been so essential. Yet this is in turn the very weakness besetting all who never gave a damn for critical thought. For all those zombie spirituals who thought thinking positively would cut it.
It will soon be proven how out of touch they have been. Those who can live demonstrably their sincere truth owning, their utter comprehension in taking full personal responsibility and of not buying into the easy path of convenient empathetic response, will be seen to be the front runners.
So many have never conscripted to this class and will thus find themselves thrashing out wildly, ill comprehending the roll out of cause and effect and thus be demanding even road-to-perdition-bwmore that someone else help them from the morass of horror they witness.
This will be proof, if proof is needed, that no lessons have been learned, no changes have taken serious root and that the Powers That Be have merely jack booted forward on their Road to Global Perdition.
If this article depresses you, then you have learned little. The very call to action is found in each and every sinew of experience. If it hurts, if there is suffering then more so the imperative for real change. For it is in that space that change truly seeds evolution. It is through experience we give ourselves the opportunity for lasting change.
Jonathan L Trapman is an author, creative writer and photojournalist who has spent the better part of his 45 odd years in public life, learning from his personal experiences, sharing them, listening to others, whose lives have allowed him to open his own mind to a beauty, even within horror, that is transforming and empowering. His written work endeavors to convey, through true tales and fiction, impressions thus garnered. Dreams and Realities can be purchased (signed by the author if wanted) here.