This is one event the author deeply does not wish to occur, yet has the over-whelming sense it must. Every attempt to piece together a different future geo-political scenario, even using many-faceted angles, always seems to gravitate to this outcome.

Every attempt to deceive the mind against such deeply disturbing possibilities fails and invariably leads to the soberingly dark, gut-wrenching, quivering anvil positioned in the pit of the stomach.

Wishing it were simply some fantastic illusion of catastrophe that belongs in a tabloid, escapism suddenly seems the rational alternative to reality.

Instinctually sensing the manner and magnitude of what the human race will soon experience is a burden no human deserves. It is painful; distressing; agonizing.

How do they do it? Walk around, doing their jobs, living their lives in a daze, annoyed at seeming pettiness. Don't they know what's going to happen? I want to tell them. Perhaps they don't want to know; delusion is far less painful.

Watching the vehicles roar by. Pedestrians robotically contributing whatever their resident society demands of them.

Can they not see it?

Looking up at the sky. A magical blue interspersed with 3-D cotton clouds and contrails with golden rays of sunshine beaming across the horizon.. Close my eyes and allow the sun's warmth to permeate the eyelids.

Sympathetically observing yet connected with these life-suppressed bodies seen mopping to-and-fro, I compassionately connect almost in a state of suspended animation. A tear appears, joined with a slight smile.

Always committed to the truth; it cannot be denied, but sometimes the truth hurts.

To much dismay, the pieces of the puzzle are now coming together. The casino-style slot machine reels spin as the values surely and methodically lock in place revealing their given values. The last few reels complete their final spin until the last one stops. The variables and odds suddenly become written in stone.

Morbidly gazing at the halted numbers in deathly silence, it is clear the grand solution to the quasi-mathematical puzzle has been unlocked and must now play itself out.

The name of this puzzle is sensed deep down but nevertheless elusive to billions, has now been solved.

That name of that puzzle is World War Three

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