So it is that we find ourselves looking into the abyss. Not even our HAM-radios and stored food will save us. And the only question that keeps resounding that is never answered is “what was all this for?”
What if indeed we go up in a blinding-light either from some celestial well timed strike, (last of the Blood Moons and on the Day of Atonement) or more plausible a nuclear strike, what difference would it make?
There is evidence that this isn’t mankind’s first rodeo when it comes to extinction-level-events. And maybe this won’t be our last? Maybe after the nuclear ash settles, and we start from scratch we evolve to come back to try this again and again until one day we either get it right, or forever blow ourselves and this planet into space-dust.
I don’t know. I wish I had some insight as to why all this is taking place.
As it is I can’t help but feel more than ever like a man on death-row. And I find myself strangely at ease. Of all the things predicted, I’m kind of hoping for a direct hit. Because all the other scenarios seem to be a slower death.
Unless of course there is a mass awakening and revolution between now and Sept. 15th.. Ah-ha-ha-ha!