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Day One Hundred and Sixty-Eight:  Apocalypse

When does “the end of the world” begin?  When do these movies we see about the end of the world, the zombie apocalypse, post-apocalyptic V For Vendetta-style world begin?  And when do we realize it?  I was thinking of this the other day while listening to news reporters talking about the tornado’s in Oklahoma, and how our earth is being torn apart.  Not just by Global Warming and us (humanity) but natural disasters (that may in turn be responding to our hellish behavior with our environment) that ravage and plague our grounds with intense destruction and involuntary disaster.  When do we throw in the towel and accept the fact that “the end of the world” is a concept that is already happening?

Do we really need a nuclear war, aliens, zombies, disease or an earth-engulfing natural disaster to happen in order for the world to end?  Or are we just in transition, like the ice age for example?  A time when the earth was drastically changing without control and the beings who inhabited it just went along for the ride?  Did we ever really leave the Cold War if we still receive threats of war constantly?  Is a Cold War primarily for Nuclear bombings?  Or could we add genocide, prejudices, famine, poverty, rape, or any of the other massively degrading flaws in humanity that plague our world? 

How many hate crimes, unlawful justice systems, corrupt governments, useless wars or prejudiced mindsets must we experience to really get to the end of the world?  Isn’t the end of the world just when all hell breaks loose?  I believe that’s already happened numerous times, and in my opinion we aren’t handling it well.  Humanity and the earth cannot accommodate for their own progressive developments.  Greed and hatred have progressed further than love and honesty.  Something about this whole situation, this whole impending doom of “the end” scares me and I’m sure its not uncommon to do so.

This turned out to be rather dreary, didn’t it?  My apologies, but it’s been on my mind a lot lately.  Every morning I wake up to more killings, more murders, more war more tornado’s ripping through cities, tsunami’s ripping apart people lives, bullets ripping through chests hatred ripping through patriotism it’s like a never ending spiral of just negative things.  Why does anyone hate anyone?  Where does all of this hate come from? 

There’s so much I could say but I will save it for a rainy day (today is very sunny out, actually) and I will end on a relatively good note:  Some people don’t suck.  Alright, that’s about as much as I could muster.

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