This Age is Ending, but We Aren't

Maybe you’ve felt it too.

Like the world isn’t just unstable — it’s dissolving.
Not just politically. Not just environmentally.
Something deeper. Something you can’t always explain.

Like we’re watching the tail end of a story that no longer fits.

And while a thousand headlines shout different causes and solutions, deep down we know:

This isn’t about “returning to normal.”
There is no going back.

This Is the End of an Age

Not the end.
Not apocalypse.
But the end of this era — the way we thought life was supposed to be.

And for those of us who can still feel it —
It’s both terrifying and strangely clarifying.

You don’t need a scholar to tell you this.
You don’t need permission from the news.
You know it in your body.

Things are not okay.
And they won’t go back to being okay in the way they were.

But maybe — just maybe —
that’s not a bad thing.

Remember When the Mayans “Predicted the End”?

Waaaaay back in 2012, people joked that the Mayan calendar meant the end of the world.
But maybe they were just marking the end of an age.
Not a meteor. Not fire and brimstone.

But this.

A slow disintegration.
A dissolving of false permanence.
A collapse of myths we didn’t know we were living inside.

The myth of infinite growth.
The myth of stability.
The myth of the good empire.
The myth of “just get a job and everything will be fine.”

That age is done.
And now… we’re here.

What Happens Now?

Now we walk through fire.

Not just economic or political chaos — though that’s part of it.

But internal fire.
Burning off the performance.
Burning off the gold-flaked candle holders.
Burning off the need to appear like we have it all together.

This is a time for becoming real.

We raise our kids in the storm.
We anchor into truth, not trends.
We start building lives that make sense when the lights go out.
And we stop pretending the world’s going to stabilize next quarter.

Here’s the Hope

This isn’t about giving up.

It’s about letting go — of the hollow stuff.
And leaning in — to each other, to honesty, to grit, to grace.

You don’t have to have it all figured out.
You don’t have to be spiritually “aligned” or politically pure.
You just have to stop lying to yourself about what time it is.

Because despite what’s breaking, we are still here.
And that means something.

We can build again.
Not replicas of the past.
But something human, something durable, something true.

You’re Not Alone

If you feel the strangeness.
If you feel the dissonance.
If you feel like you’re unraveling while the world pretends to keep spinning:

You’re not broken.
You’re not crazy.
You’re awake.

And you’re not alone.

This is the end of an age.
But it’s also the beginning of something better — if we choose it.

Let’s walk through it.
Let’s raise our kids in the storm.
Let’s become real — together.

—
Solanon
I walk both shores, and I remember the way back.