From a picture of Goya (in his "Caprichos"), I think we must realize that our 'future' is nothing more than to live in a concentration camp n; "Auchwitz not our past but our future" with every action and inaction, abandoned, and dispose of, our freedom for security crude fantasy is offered as Christmas OFERTON promoted by the media show us the danger of leaving the interior of our homes. So
led like sheep to the slaughterhouse (or, perhaps, cliff), death is certain without knowing that we have no life.
"... And I'm happy and I sing and dance,
they think I did any damage
and gone to worship the King, God and his bishop that make a paradise our misery "
(William Blake, The Chimney Sweep, extract) 
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