We're standing on the edge
The edge of time
And it is dark, so dark on the edge of time
These lines open a poem by Michael Moorcock entitled "Standing on the Edge". Although written in a completely different context, they somehow summarize my feelings of what the beginning of XXI century looks like.
Full log entry here:
http://www.eurotrib.com/story/2007/6/18/10343/5738
