Old dusty books from eras gone by. Thoughts almost forgotten and buried in obscurity. Thoughts rediscovered I’m surprised how the thoughts are essentially the same. Others have gone through what we have and came up with answers. Yet here we are ignoring the counsels of yesterday’s wise men, repeating the process.
Oh Rome did your gods let you down in your hour of need? Was Jupiter to busy, pursuing his latest exploit, distracted by the beauty of women? Did the god of Mars betray you, raising war against you through your enemies? Did the the goddess of fortune suffer you to be given over to misfortune?
We see the echoes of your greatness all around us speaking to us through the ancient stones. For all your greatness and your valor, you ignored the warnings of your wise men and fell into decay.
While the barbarians were at your borders, you buried yourself in entertainment , watching the gladiators shed their blood. Don’t worry you are not alone, other societies will follow you soon. Do I pick up the old dusty books, asking is there still a way through all this mess and all this trouble. Still digging, so I’ll have to get back to you.
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