Her Prophet Is Almost Outta Fucks...
~There's a series of novels by John Barnes collectively called 'Daybreak' that haunt me.
Wikipedia describes it thus: “In the near future a variety of groups with diverse aims, but an overlapping desire to end modern technological society (the "Big System"), create a nanotech plague ("Daybreak") which both destroys petroleum-based fuels, rubber and plastics and eats away any metal conductors carrying electricity.
The Daybreak plague strikes, and world governments are helpless to deal with it. Industrial civilization rapidly breaks down, and tens of millions die in the U.S. alone (the global death toll measures in the billions).” Etc.
I was just making coffee this am and it crept up on me. I looked at all the things there in my kitchen that would 'breakdown' and leave me and mine helpless...
/sigh
Just a story, right? Yeah...and there are a number of real things could clean our racial clock. Obviously, there is Catastrophic Climate Change. We know that is underway, yet fight over if it really is or how bad it's really going to be.
However there are other things the vast majority don't think about or are even aware of. Asteroids of course. But there's also Solar Flares, a tongue of plasmic fire that could 'reach out and touch us', leaving at least one side of the Earth scorched melting rubble. And Super Volcanoes, their blast the power of a dozen hydrogen bombs and their cloud of dust covering half the planet, plunging us into a massive Ace Age. And some really esoteric shit like radiation shock waves from Super Novas, traveling trillions and trillions of miles through space, crisping all biological life in its path.
Any one of these could happen even as you read these words....even as I type them. /sips coffee
And yet...well, just look at your news feed. We're squabbling over so many things that really ain't worth one third of a single fuck in the long run. Hell, even Donald Trump will just be an ugly foot note, kinda like Caligula, in the big histories...assuming of course any humans are left to write them.
Which, as ever, brings me to being Her Prophet. My Eternal Question is "Why am I even bothering?" I can count 'those who believe' on maybe one hand and I cannot even finish my Holy Book.
/sighs some more
I suppose that doesn't matter either. I'm just a tiny bug, on a tiny pebble, floating in the vastness of The Universe...
...maybe I'll feel better once the coffee and supplements kick in...maybe.
Wikipedia describes it thus: “In the near future a variety of groups with diverse aims, but an overlapping desire to end modern technological society (the "Big System"), create a nanotech plague ("Daybreak") which both destroys petroleum-based fuels, rubber and plastics and eats away any metal conductors carrying electricity.
The Daybreak plague strikes, and world governments are helpless to deal with it. Industrial civilization rapidly breaks down, and tens of millions die in the U.S. alone (the global death toll measures in the billions).” Etc.
I was just making coffee this am and it crept up on me. I looked at all the things there in my kitchen that would 'breakdown' and leave me and mine helpless...
/sigh
Just a story, right? Yeah...and there are a number of real things could clean our racial clock. Obviously, there is Catastrophic Climate Change. We know that is underway, yet fight over if it really is or how bad it's really going to be.
However there are other things the vast majority don't think about or are even aware of. Asteroids of course. But there's also Solar Flares, a tongue of plasmic fire that could 'reach out and touch us', leaving at least one side of the Earth scorched melting rubble. And Super Volcanoes, their blast the power of a dozen hydrogen bombs and their cloud of dust covering half the planet, plunging us into a massive Ace Age. And some really esoteric shit like radiation shock waves from Super Novas, traveling trillions and trillions of miles through space, crisping all biological life in its path.
Any one of these could happen even as you read these words....even as I type them. /sips coffee
And yet...well, just look at your news feed. We're squabbling over so many things that really ain't worth one third of a single fuck in the long run. Hell, even Donald Trump will just be an ugly foot note, kinda like Caligula, in the big histories...assuming of course any humans are left to write them.
Which, as ever, brings me to being Her Prophet. My Eternal Question is "Why am I even bothering?" I can count 'those who believe' on maybe one hand and I cannot even finish my Holy Book.
/sighs some more
I suppose that doesn't matter either. I'm just a tiny bug, on a tiny pebble, floating in the vastness of The Universe...
...maybe I'll feel better once the coffee and supplements kick in...maybe.