But also, are we not modern men and women? And yet regardless of our evolved thinking, we will always find new ways to kill each other. Such is the irony of our so-called 'modernity', and the ultimate truth of what we call 'technological advances'.
The Stunning Blow, The Calamity or Disaster
And what will explain to thee what the Day of Noise and Clamor is?
It is a Day whereon men will be like moths scattered about,
And the mountains will be like carded wool.
Then, he whose balance of good deeds will be found heavy,
Will be in a life of good pleasure and satisfaction.
But he whose balance of good deeds will be found light,
Will have as his home a bottomless Pit.
And what will explain to thee what this is?
But a blazing fire!