The time has come to say goodbye. If not forever, for the present, and for a while to come.
Walski now realizes that he can't save the fucking world. He can't even fucking save his sorry soul. Human beings are fallible, and yours truly is perhaps the kind of scum you'd find at the bottom of a barrel of shit. The dregs of humanity.
And don't bother trying to find him at the other hangouts in cyberspace. Those are going to disappear pretty soon, too. It's simply time to drop out.
Just forget there ever was ever anyone called Walski. Forget he ever existed. The world will probably be a better place...