Sunday, 23 December 2012
So here we are, December 23rd 2012. Two days after the world was supposed to end, yet I still live and you do, too.
The world did not end. Or did it?
I turn on my television and I see a world in flames. Civil wars, polar ice melting, forests destroyed, oceans polluted, people wishing other people dead. Laws, rules and money are more important than people; lives are currency in a desperate attempt to preserve a status quo that has become the death of us all. The world is burning in the fires we create.
I once predicted the end of the Western world, but now I see that it is not just the West that is falling. It is the entire human civilization, and with it, Mother Earth.
I was mistaken - we were mistaken. The end has already come. The world is dead, and we are fighting over its carcass.
The New Age of the Mayas has come too late.
Bitten by DragonFang on 23:42