Good news! Doomsday is back on schedule! We might not even reach the Robot Apocalypse (which is 12 years away) if things keep going the way are. Hell, I'm not even sure if we'll reach 2020 at this point, which is a shame, because a relaunch of Vince Mcmahon XFL was just announced.
With a nuclear holocaust looming over our heads, and a reboot of a terrible football franchise threatening our collective consciousness, how should we use our time so that we can live without waste? Fuck if I know, but I'm becoming more and more sure that we should at the very least be in control of our own time, and interests, until the idiots who think they own the world blow us the hell up.
Whether doomsday is nuclear, technological, or even biblical, I'd like to go out knowing I was in near full control of my thoughts and actions, even if I didn't always make the right decisions. Reading what I like, following my own spiritual path, and hopefully finding the divine form I was always meant to take. And you know what? To hell with this world. We can't seem to take care of it very well, all we do is hurt each other and every other living creature. I think it's time for a do-over. Let the gods sort it out.
And on that note, I have to say if we go out because of nuclear warfare, as romantic as that'd be, I'm still hoping for the giant monster filled apocalypse that the old priests at my former church used to threaten us with. Oh sure it'd be scary, but how rad would it be to see giant dragons and other such creatures. Oh well, a boy can dream.