/biz/ - Business & Finance

Do you feel it yet, Mumu? Do you feel the walls closing in on you, as your house of cards begins to collapse in on itself? With each pillar that gives way under the sheer weight of the enormous farce they once supported, the sounds of your impending doom reverberate louder and louder through the remaining halls, as they enclosing on you. Faster and faster they race towards you, shrieking like unruly beasts. Their hunger is matched only by your own avarice, as they will not be satiated till they have entirely consumed your being, both body and soul. For every second you continue to refuse to acknowledge the reality of your grim circumstances, the likelihood of your salvation diminishes, fading away like a shadow at dawn. Yet you stubbornly remain, as if you were a captain on a sinking ship, whose misguided pride commands that he goes down with it. But, your condition is not so noble. For rather than pride, it is delusion which guides your inaction. For you believe that the situation at hand can still be salvaged, that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. But make no mistake, Mumu. There is no tunnel, and there never has been. You are being buried alive, and soon there will be no way out if you continue to ignore that which has been foretold.