In 1944 and '45 C.S. Lewis' "The Great Divorce" began to appear in an Anglican newspaper called The Guardian. It was an allegorical tale summarizing the impassible gulf that lay between heaven and hell, truth and falsehood.
It is not simply that Truth and The Lie are two parallel lines that never meet, but that one will ultimately disappear. A lie what is what remains when the Truth is gone, as shadow is to light.
It is, paradoxically, Rousseau's maxim that "civilization is all wrong" echoed and resolved eternally by the Supreme Power. Civilization is not the problem, but Man, who, like Sisyphus, eternally tries to reinvent human civilization without the rule of God.
But Rousseau was wrong. It was not civilization that made Man wrong - but Man who made civilization wrong. It is Man who gives civilization the smell it cannot shed. The problem is not poverty, for wealth has only turned the marathon for human fulfillment into a fruitless sprint. With each succeeding pleasure, like the jazz singer Peggy Lee, we cry "Is that all there is?" Man without God will remain barren and bitter until he is no more.
The Communists ought to have learned by now that money is not the answer to civilization's woes. A wealthy, technologically advanced sinner is infinitely more dangerous than a poor, primitive one. As "civilization" progresses (?) then, the world becomes more dangerous, with the tools that torture and annihilate men continuously refined by the mad creature who rages wildly across the deck of civilization's sinking ship.
"For whosoever hath, to him shall be given, and he shall have more abundance:
but whosoever hath not, from him shall be taken away even that he hath." - Jesus