The year is 2012. The ancient Mayans famously predicted that the world would end. I’ll never know what I was going to be when I got older. They said that on the 21st of December, we would all die. It’s sad, but it’s true. Everyone, this is the last year we have to live our lives.
It makes me feel so bad for all the children who’ll never walk and talk, but this is the total truth. The world is ending, and I think it’s bullshit that all these scientists and whatever, think they know better than these super intelligent ancient people.
You are all going to die, and I feel like an idiot for not making the most of my life. If you want to believe the stupid, condescending scientists; then fine, but this is the end, and I feel utter sorrow for the people who can’t accept that. I know, it’s shit… But this is life.
This whole thing has been a wake up call to me. What it tells me is that I need to make the most of life while I can, and not let all the petty nonsense get in the way of that.
If all of you really think about the solid evidence that the world is ending, then you’ll see that you only have a few short months to find out what the important things in your life are, and only a total bloody idiot would waste this last chance.
We all need to wake up and see what’s happening, and how much pain and suffering is still left in the world; the plight of the less fortunate. Only a moron would try to ignore it all, and you hold the key to bringing a little joy to the lives of the impoverished people of this world, before the definite, and inevitable, end. We are all in this together. Let’s make this final year count.
For god’s sake.