“Yes, it is,” says the 10%. “No, it isn’t,” says the 60%. “No, it isn’t, but I’m still nervous,” says the 30%.
Well, the world ain’t ending(bad grammar be darned). Just saying. If it was, I somehow think aliens wouldn’t care-their planets might be ending too. Or if not, it seems a far bet that they’d sail down in their spaceship and rescue a bunch of people from a mountain. They’d probably just give you a map, and say, “Second rock to the right, and straight on till morning. Then you’ll find the end of the mountain.” Maybe give you some food and more climbing gear.
And if the apocalypse is coming, then it had better be a steampunk one. Let me die with zeppelins and gears in the sky.
Not mine at all–by VooDooDollMaster
Talk about an Apocalypse. Now that’s cool.
But all steampunk aside–if the world does end in my lifetime, I’m not going to rush to a mountain. I’m just going to the Second World(I hope I’m good enough to make it to Heaven–I think so) and I’m not scared.
But the world isn’t ending anytime soon, if ever. Why end now–we’ve come pretty far. Look at all the progress that we’ve made in the past few years. People of every race have equal rights(well, the USA’s policy towards immigrants could be better), QUILTBAGPIPES(I love that acronym) people can marry in many states(it won’t be long until everyone can marry anywhere in the States), and this generation is so much more accepting of them than past generations, even the ones only a bit older than us. , I’m speaking of the USA, since I live there, but I’m sure it’s true of other places…things are looking up anywhere. So many countries in the Middle East have gotten their dictators off the ‘throne’. Something they’ve been waiting for years.
We aren’t ending now.
Beautiful song, isn’t it? And, also, stay tuned for interviews with Holly Short, Rachel Lynde and more about the End of the World. What do they think?
If you’d like to interview a character/s just let me know in the comments. I’ll give you a nifty badge.
“Uncle Roger,” said the Story Girl, the golden notes of her voice threaded with fear and appeal. “the Enterprise says that to-morrow is the Judgment Day? Is it? Do you think it is?”
“I’m afraid so,” said Uncle Roger gravely. “The Enterprise is always very careful to print only reliable news.”
Avon's Babbles 