Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Wow, time flies when you are having fun.

 The world continues to spin and orbit and somehow stay attractive to the sun. Time continues to appear linear to us. Days come and go, hours and minutes turn like gears around life's clockwork masterpiece.
I find myself wondering how I found myself standing on a street wearing a Guy Fawkes mask and holding an Auggie machine gun.
Then I remembered that the world ended yesterday.
 That's right, mostly, except it wasn't yesterday exactly, it was long enough ago that there is grass growing in Times Square. 
You might ask me, "How could it come to this?" but you are dead, so you can't.
You might ask me, "how do you know I am dead? Who's holding the camera?" 
"Well, I can tell you that it's not you. She is much better looking."
I would be lying of course, she is also were a mask. A Harlequin to be exact. 

 Sunsets are a lot nice in the city than they used to be. There is not many people left. Those who survive had to go back to farming and gathering and hunting. A real Fight Club Future it is.
Unlike the other possibilities that could have happened. But I am getting ahead of myself.
How did it come to this?
There is quite a story in this..
Unfortunately for most of you 90% of human population perished in the chaos that consumed all the world we thought we knew. There wasn't a zombie apocalypse with hordes of zombie monsters consuming all they could find. Actually, I am lying there was a "zombie" apocalypse but instead of rotting monsters roaming the streets- there were humans who had dehumanized themselves into a sort of cannibalistic mass consumer who wasted all the planets resources until all that was left was this nightmare city. Then the world rebelled and as the monsters consumed themselves having nothing left raw unmade material to produce and waste, nature rose up in the vacuum of reason and struck down the masses in droves until only the enlightened remained. These days there are only the memories of those monsters to haunt us in the empty fields between the remains of buildings. 


You might ask what led to this downfall?
Ignorance.
In a word, a relative flash of a few hundred years, humanity surrendered all traces of intelligence to collective thought, following whomever would lead never questioning the fact that the leaders had even less judgement than those who promoted them to become thus. At first, the sides of the war used words like socialism, communism, capitalism, republicanism, democratism and tyranny. In the end it did not really matter, because the words had become meaningless as had any concept of individualism. In the end, the mass of humanity looked only for the next entertainment, the next meal, the next gadget that would simplify their already meaningless lives even as the few cried in the wilderness that devastation was setting in.
In the end, only the few who would see the coming days, did anything to save themselves.
The rest of mankind went to their dooms, smartphones in hand believing that everything would be okay and that the world was really doing fine.
 A lot of it is unclear, but one thing is clear. 
It's my dream.
It's my nightmare.
I am Sarah Connors looking into the unavoidable date with destiny




Then I woke up and saw that the world was still around me. That there was still a future.
That Ignorance has not yet won.

All is still right under God's Universe.
There only a few things worth fighting for.

There is still time to find some small happiness in a little bit of tenderness
Like this picture, even if it is only in your imagination.
We can all dream of love and passion


So here I will leave you with words of hope and inspiration
of
the world's greatest slam poet.

William Shatner.

Live life
Live life like you're gonna die
Becasue you're gonna
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But you're gonna die

Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was?
What was all the fuss?
Why did I bother?"

Now, maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time
Because you're gonna die.

Yes it's gonna happen because it's happened to a lot of people I know
My mother, my father, my loves
The president, the kings and the pope
They all had hope

And they muttered just before they went
Maybe, I won't let go
Live life like you're gonna die
Because you are

Maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time
'Cause you're gonna die

I tell you who else left us
Passed on down to heaven no longer with us
Johnny Cash, JFK, that guy in the Stones
Lou Gehrig, Einstein, and Joey Ramone
Have I convinced you?
Do you read my lips?
This may come as news but it's time
You're gonna die
You're gonna die

By the time you hear this I may well be dead
And you my friend might be next
'Cause we're all gonna die

Yeah, oh maybe you won't suffer and maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time
You'll have time cause you're gonna die
Yes, you're gonna die
You're gonna die, I tell you
You're gonna die
You are gonna die

'Cause maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you have time to think
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die

Live Life
Life life like you're gonna die
Because you're going to
Oh yes
I hate to be the beater of bad news
But you're gonna die

Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was?
What was all the fuss?
Why did I bother?
Why did I waste it?
Why didn't I taste it?"
You'll have time, baby
You'll have time
'Cause you're gonna die
You are gonna die
Oh yeah

(the sung part in the background)
Y-O-U-apostrophe-R-E-G-O-double-N-A-DIE Die!
You are gonna diiiiiie
Lung cancer, heart attack, diabetes, drug overdose
Choke on a chicken bone
Hit by a lightning bolt
Spider bite
Airplane crash
Car wreck

And that is Life According to
Mike...

and probably
William Tell
Shatner.

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