This is how we survive.

We live in a world with absolutely no boundaries. The idea of freedom has crossed over to a landscape of abuse.

It's a world where once the term 'living on the edge' was considered a luxury, is now a matter of survival. This is how we survive. Balancing on a ledge, that's slowly crumbling. It's a free fall.

Can the word 'live' continue to be applicable in these times? Or are we just the victims of survival?

Life is not a paragraph, and death has no parenthesis. These words by E.E. Cummings come to mind when humanity has failed yet again.