it really kills me to think that this world is coming to an end. its really weird. all my life ive grown to believe i will grow old and have kids and a family. up until this year. someone said something about the stupid mayan calendar.....so i did some research and done my time around the smokeclouds of rumors floating around. and wow. i am honestly scared to death. but in a way, i remind myself, maybe its not true. ok. so supposedly the world is supposed to end or a drastic change will take place on december 25, 2012. which is none other than the Christ's birthday. hhhmmm, well, lets see, if it were true, it would make sense that the calendar ends on that date specifically since its the birth of Christ and well, maybe thats his 2nd coming.the economy is doing absolutely horrible, Obama is our new president(not saying its a bad thing,just saying, maybe people are right about him being the anti-christ----i hope not), worldly disasters becoming worse and global warming, humankind in general is slowly falling apart(money,morals and values,separation of race and religion,diseases,homosexuality----which btw, i dont have a problem with that,its just that man and woman were made for eachother,so stick with it.)everything seems like its slowly lining up for he fate of the world. maybe its destiny.gods plan. its the cariest thing in the world to me that this world that we've known for several years from one generation to another is suddenly ending. the one question that hits me all the time is "why me?"....why our generation? why not another one? why not earlier? it has to be us? i mean, ive fantazised about so much in life and what i can become, but all my dreams suddenly end when the thought of an apocolyptic event floats around in my head. and honestly, this is what i stress about the most, everyday and almost every second of my life. im not ready to die. ive always felt like i was meant for something bigger. ive always felt like i was supposed to make a major difference in this world.Maybe i am the knight fighting for the pawns,an assymetrical face of society, in this apocolyptic process. I am only 19, but i feel that i can do soething more. for the strangest reason, i feel like i have something to offer this world, and ive yet to figure this out. Could this feeling be a calling? maybe i could be a someone to this generation that seems to be falling apart.i am no more than man. i make mistakes and learn. i suffer just like everyone else, but something feels so much different. I am starting to believe that if this world is coming to an end, i am supposed to do something important. i am supposed to be a somebody,out of god's work of art.
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I've done my share of research on the Mayan calendar, but I still believe (despite anything I may have found proving/disproving the theroy), there is no concrete way to tell if/when the world will end. That's Christ's doing.
Supposedly though, if the world were to end that day, I think the only thing we can do, as people, is smile, help eachoter out, be kind, and enjoy the life that we are blessed with.
Death is a scary thought, definitely, but one should never fear death, becuase it is simply moving on to a new stage on being, an eternal life with Christ. At least, you know, that's what a believe. No offense meant to anybody who doesn't believe that, of course. (:
-Devon
www.devonkaboom.blogspot.com
We talked about the Mayan calendar in my Archaeoastronomy class and the prof kindly pointed out that it was just the end of their calendar, in which it could mean that it will be the beginning of a new 'era' or a new calendar / cycle, which to me, doesn't sound exactly like the 'end of the world'. I have not done too much research and I don't remember all that much from class except that, so I am not the most knowledgeable, but I thought I would just share that. But I also pondered about why am I bothering to go to college if the world's going to end a year after I graduate. Haha.
(Bena)
The only reason I never stress about dying (and believe me, I fear it myself. I have so much I want to do) is because I know I'm wasting the time I could be using to do the things I want on worrying about whether the next time I hop on my bike I'm gonna get hit by a car. I'd rather just enjoy myself. If I'm going, I'm going, ya know? God (pending his existence and all that jazz so I don't offend) has a plan and if I'm going, I'm supposed to and I'll be glad to go. I'll feel jipped as I see the white light because I didn't get to do what I want, but God needed me, and he is much more important.
I try to live as many of my days smiling away.
Peace and Love
[Matthew]
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