History is repeating itself.

History does not shout its warnings; rather, it whispers them, fibers of the past seamlessly woven into the present, hoping someone will notice. And somehow, we never do; those who are aware, though, are shut down with “Don’t be silly, that would never happen. You’re worrying too much”.. until it’s too late. And so it happens, that we sit idly by as the patterns of the past stitch themselves into our reality, watching as the democracy of our country is unraveled in place of something unrecognizable.

21:58, January 20, 2025.