Are you getting the feeling things are spiralling out of control for mankind these days?
Like, the end is nigh?
Geese, maybe I should have tried a different lede with this piece, because I don’t want to come across like some Jehovah’s Witness publication.
If there is going to be an armageddon for mankind now, it has nothing to do with gods or any other supernatural entity.
You know what I’m talking about.
The lungs of the world are burning.
It’s the tipping point.
The only question now is, how much time does our modern western civilization have before it completely breaks down?
Yes, there are still a lot of skeptics.
And a lot of apathy.
It doesn’t really matter what you believe because it’s pretty much beyond our control now. We can make some changes, but they won’t stop the storm that’s coming (or not, if you are still in denial).
Yes, I know it’s gloomy.
Other people writing about climate change’s effects on the planet offer solutions, if they’re implemented immediately.
Good luck with that.
Too little, too late.
So, it really has come time for this: “Eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die” — failing divine intervention, of course.
Cue Crosby, Stills & Nash’s first album . . .
‘Beware the beast man, for he is the Devil’s pawn. Alone among God’s primates, he kills for sport, or lust, or greed. Yea, he will murder his brother to possess his brother’s land. Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert of his home and yours. Shun him; drive him back into his jungle lair, for he is the harbinger of death.’ – Planet of the Apes(1968)
Oh Jillian, just get naked with the one you love, give them a warm hug and kiss them deeply. After that what else matters?