nothing has changed

Ok I first wrote this in my language so I apologize if the translation isn’t accurate or if some sentences don’t make sense... but I hope you all enjoy my thoughts.

Nothing has changed...
What happens in civilized communities when suddenly, between a sunset and a dawn, the bulwarks of security are shattered and the barbarians break in? Often, when visiting a ruined roman villa on a lazy summer afternoon, have I pictured to myself the night of horror, when the woods became alive with shouts and torches, and a pool of blood slid slowly across the pavement. As the sky began to lighten in the east, the burning beams would fall hissing one by one. When the roof collapsed the hills would echo with clatter of falling tiles and the yews and beech trees would flicker, strangely green, in the blaze of holocaust. Thereafter would descend the silence of hundreds of years.
I also wonder what if I had lived in Germany a few decades ago, what would have I seen? I would have seen the destruction of houses and every living being. I would have seen empty houses and people being forced to abandon them. I would have seen Hitler the man who caused catastrophes and losses that would mark the next coming years.
Sometimes I ask myself what would occur if next October Russian parachutists descended from the sky upon my own calm apartment and if the news speeded through from London that all resistance was at an end. What interests me in particularly is to speculate about the treatment that would be accorded to and the behaviour that would be adopted by the people in those situations.
And this brings me to think of about the French revolution and what I learned in school at the time I was surprised to discover that balls were held and theatres were filled during the years of terror, that men and women doomed to die had even danced in prison. It is foolish to think that people are capable of brooding on their own terrible fate or can absorb in compassion for the misfortune of others.
Events had an importance through historical and political consequences, yet they created but a frame to enclose life’s intimate reality as it was felt by each separate human being. Accidents kill but death itself remains the same eternal experience.
Nothing has changed.