Last weekend left me rattled, unhinged, even devastated

Feeling these are good. They are apocalyptic. They point to the truth, about us, about the world, about mankind. We need a Saviour. This place is a mess. I think the reason I've become so obsessed with this now-extinct Kowloon walled city, is the stark visual picture it grants us of the human condition. Thought we (mankind) spiritually live in deep darkness, everything looks so shiny and new (here in the U.S. and much of the "West"). So pretty, so styled, so manufactured. The abject nature of this forsaken, desolate city made obvious what we try to conceal with our "white-washed tomb" perspective on our lives. We are lost. We are so astray. We are broken, dirty, and poor. The fact that people still live in such conditions of physical squalor all over the world is evidence of our refusal to accept this truth. How easy to forget that people are murdered, sold as slaves, forced into the sex-trade, and starve to death every single day on this planet, which we exploit and take for granted. Our quiet, self-righteous living is only possible through chosen ignorance of this suffering. God's ear is not deaf to the cry of the downtrodden, and neither should ours be. We need something to wake us from our excess of comfort and startle us to true gut-wrenching compassion. Jesus, open my eyes!