Masked identity

Covid-19 is still out there, people will still die from it and Covid-Zombies still walk the earth thinking they will not get it or that it does not matter to them even if they do.

At first it took one of our basic human needs/natural instincts – that to socialise and be close to one another without fear or risk of spreading death.

Some people were able to obey these rules for a short while but the reasons to not obeying seem to have become even greater to many than the need to obey them now. It’s like a Covid-19 Passover and if you obey the newly developed rules you have an increased chance of living thought this (may the odds forever be in your favour).

Many people choosing to disobey the rules in my city have been getting drunk peeing and littering areas of nature and/or hanging out together to hug, kiss and probably be extremely intimate together too. I kind of consider these people now to be Covid-19 Zombies.

They are most likely to result in a longer lingering of the virus, an increase in deaths from the virus and an increase in contamination from the virus.

So my government has now in its wisdom announced that in order to travel on public transport from a week on Monday people now need to wear a mask or scarf while travelling.

So I have promptly whizzed onto the internet to order some masks and hand gel for me and my Dad.

It seems our defence against the virus has been raised to yet another level where we were first not meant to have contact with one another; we are now no longer aloud to easily speak or see the lips move on one another when out and about publically transporting one another.

Covin-19 3 wise monkies Hear nothing about the virus, Speak nothing about the virus & See no virus.

This virus feels like it is trying to rob us of our humanity and see what we will do with that and quite simply we are having to adapt to survive or have for thought and vision in order to see our way through this.

May the odds for ever be in your favour? Good luck and God speed

Published by Huwspace - the lightning seed

A welsh lad born in 1976 the year of the fire dragon. Now living in Devon

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