Losing 4 Months Of One's Life

Here we are yet another year flies by and the nonsensical, global celebrations kick in with fireworks blasting 2025 into 2026 hoping the next calendar year will be better, DREAM ON!

I have nothing against the human race partying and having a good time, especially after all the misery every year seems to pile upon us, at least it's a relief for a few hours, but ultimately 2026 will serve up much amoral tripe as 2025 (or even more), and that is a fact.

Okay, for the minorities living in reasonable, peaceful, affluent conditions, their lives will continue, however, as for those hoping to escape from their miserable, wretched lives, actually, the majority of humans living on the planet, things could actually get worse. Furthermore, as for the environmental condition of our planet, who knows, I am not Nostradamus, but I foresee humans destructive drive causing more damage than in all of history to the planet which provides them with life; it is a form of suicidal insanity. Who am I to stop it? No chance. However, it is a great shame that future generations will suffer from the legacy left to them by this historical era, why? The answer is obvious, this historical era is driven by greed and power perpetrated by those in global power demanding even more greed and power, and their supporters, followers, and worshippers blindly tag along without any real effortd remove them from their aloof positions in the human hierarchy.

So, enough of stating facts; I am 74 years-old, seen enough, and experienced enough to voice my opinions, which mean nothing. However, I am an author who writes books and blogs, and in 2025 from September to December I lost four moths of my life to a dreadful illness starting with a capital C (you all know what it is). Fortunately. I am recovering, fingers crossed (many do not, sadly), with support from the love of my life, my amazing wife, Liesbeth, my children with their partners, family members, and friends and neighbours, who have given me endless, inspiring, and mental strength during this awful period, I bless them all, thank you, I love and respect all of you.

How does it feel physically to have lost 4 months of my life at this stage in my life? One tumbles down a 'steep abyss' (metaphorically speaking), but due the medical fraternities' excellent work, after hitting rock bottom, I find myself now on a very slow road called 'Recovery', a most painful process due to the gravity of the place where the dreaded C hit me, my mouth and tongue. However, again thanks to the care and wonderful support from my wife and family, it eased the physical pain, parallel with my gritty determination to defeat the illness, I am hoping for reasonable future, not just in 2026!

Mentally; at the beginning of the recovery process I desperately felt the need for psychological assistance, I was crumbling under the painful symptoms in my body and mind. Liesbeth took me in her arms and through her gentle understanding, love and emotions, I (or we) came out together without external help.

The loss of 4 months of my life hangs over my head like the 'Sword of Damocles' swaying from positivity to negativity in moods of determination and gradual anxieties of a capitulation. We/I have sworn to put the past 4 months in a box (not a coffin, or Pandoras), and gradually bury them where they belong, in our memory banks. The damage has been done, no doubt, but me, not like humans continuing on their road to an apocalyptical show down with the 'Hands that Feed Them', I will survive in the future until my body and mind leave the planet, hopefully in a natural way.

Still a form of sadness and reality lingers because my 74-year-old life has obviously been substantially shortened and, maybe in the future too, who knows? With 2026 upon us I personally believe no global differences will happen, it will get worse no doubt. The human race will continue in its rapidly accelerating, destructive form, and those who are resisting, the protesting, peaceful minorities, will have to suffer alongside those who support this unacceptable behaviour, but that is life on earth. I have no desire to participate in the gradual demise of human moral standings, but I do accept it, sadly.

Les Johnson

Looking to my future with determination and positivity

Looking to the future of the planet with sadness and anxiety for future generations, it is not my fault!