End of Days
When I was 12, I discovered the strange and fascinating world of Doomsday prophesies. The book of Revelations. Edgar Cayce. Nostradamus. Mayan Prophesy.
I was so convinced that the world was going to end at the turn of the 21st century that at one point I had planned to join a doomsday cult in Montana.
Even though I've wised up a bit, every once in a while when I'm listless living in this boring society we built for ourselves, I dream of living in a zombie/Mad Max apocalypse. But I digress.
I've watched this world change quite a bit in my short 27 years, and I can say with full confidence that it has not been for the better.
For the last two days I've watched Canadian Geese migrating back. They left late last year, and left later this year... around early November.
Look in the news. Bears aren't hibernating. Squirrels are mating months ahead of schedule. Dolphins are washing up on beaches in Scotland and Rhode Island. People have had to relocate because the islands they lived on are now under the ocean. What concerns me though is the birds.
Last month, dozens of crows dropped dead in the state of Maine. No one knows why.
Yesterday, dozens of birds dropped dead in the middle of Austin Texas. No one knows why.
In Australia, THOUSANDS of birds from several different species dropped dead and despite several autopsies, no one has a bloody clue why.
So this is it folks. The end is nigh. Scientists say by 2071 damage to infrastructure from the new water levels goes into the tens of billions and an additional 90,000 people die each year from severe droughts and floods.
They say if we act Now we might be able to avoid it. They seem to forget that the only people who have the actual power to do anything are either politicians or CEOs of multinational corporations.
Yeah. Good luck with that.
So my parting words are this: from now on, keep an eye out for these strange and terrible events as they happen, and feel special. You're witnessing an important event in the history of the world:
When the human race finally reaps the rewards of obsessing about the Bottom Line, the goings-on of some celebrity/whore and their own foolish, pointless, trivial aspects of their existence instead of anything remotely important.
May you live in interesting times,
KB
I was so convinced that the world was going to end at the turn of the 21st century that at one point I had planned to join a doomsday cult in Montana.
Even though I've wised up a bit, every once in a while when I'm listless living in this boring society we built for ourselves, I dream of living in a zombie/Mad Max apocalypse. But I digress.
I've watched this world change quite a bit in my short 27 years, and I can say with full confidence that it has not been for the better.
For the last two days I've watched Canadian Geese migrating back. They left late last year, and left later this year... around early November.
Look in the news. Bears aren't hibernating. Squirrels are mating months ahead of schedule. Dolphins are washing up on beaches in Scotland and Rhode Island. People have had to relocate because the islands they lived on are now under the ocean. What concerns me though is the birds.
Last month, dozens of crows dropped dead in the state of Maine. No one knows why.
Yesterday, dozens of birds dropped dead in the middle of Austin Texas. No one knows why.
In Australia, THOUSANDS of birds from several different species dropped dead and despite several autopsies, no one has a bloody clue why.
So this is it folks. The end is nigh. Scientists say by 2071 damage to infrastructure from the new water levels goes into the tens of billions and an additional 90,000 people die each year from severe droughts and floods.
They say if we act Now we might be able to avoid it. They seem to forget that the only people who have the actual power to do anything are either politicians or CEOs of multinational corporations.
Yeah. Good luck with that.
So my parting words are this: from now on, keep an eye out for these strange and terrible events as they happen, and feel special. You're witnessing an important event in the history of the world:
When the human race finally reaps the rewards of obsessing about the Bottom Line, the goings-on of some celebrity/whore and their own foolish, pointless, trivial aspects of their existence instead of anything remotely important.
May you live in interesting times,
KB