End Times

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UntitledIt becomes more and more evident now that my time on earth is coming to a close. As does everyone else see, the signs of the end times. meteorites crashing into the earth in many major cities causing boughs of panic among the masses. Due to no effort on my part it seems i've been granted an exit option. I don't know why i and a few others have been chosen to vacate our damned planet to the safety of a possibly virtual reality. virtual feels not correct though, its more an augmented reality. one where a planet is made for each of its players. SBURB_00. a game i went in for just a simple object i wanted but now seems to be the only thing i have to save myself from damnation.

UntitledDamnation not being just the unfortunate fate of being flattened into the earth by a giant meteor surely on its way to me. but also to escape the masses of populations leaving their comforting cities to go find shelter in the end times in the woods. where i live. its, unfortunate but i do not have the capacity to deal with tens of people invading my property seeking solace from the harsh conditions of the wilderness as they flee from the even more hash conditions of the new city life of destruction. Its not that i do not care for humanity, i feel bad not everyone was given this opportunity to survive, but i just cannot find it in myself to forsake my own freedom to try and help those still here through this new homesteading apocalyptic reality they may happen themselves into if they survive the meteors.

UntitledI did try though. i may not have any family at all but i had a mentor. had being a important word. with this end times i tried to help him escape but he in his infinite wisdom decided that if this is his time then he shall accept it. hes usually quite brilliant but at 40 and already widowed twice i feel as if he thinks his life is fulfilled. If i could save anyone on earth it would be him but i could sooner convince a fish into a frying pan then him to do something he does not want to do. A final goodbye, he gave me his cigarette holder. its made it harder to not decide to just stay by his side and face the end together but hes profusely told me that i cannot scorn this exit from here.

UntitledFrom here on out my blog posts may be more, outlandish to say the least. there is no telling what is on the other side. however if there is another side and people here on earth can still read this then well, i hope the world is not as damned as i think it may become. It may be a bit before i post again. there is a lot happening and i dont think ill have the time to do it very soon. Ive rambled enough. if this is my last post anyone ever reads then please take care. i wish you all the best luck at the end of times.

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-Zena


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