I seem to have quite a knack that I don’t quite understand for posting late at night.
Another thing that keeps happening to me is that people around me keep talking about Doomsday. A while back a friend of mine worriedly asked me whether the world was about to end. I was secretly rather amused at her anxiety but it got me hooked onto doing a bit of research on doomsday theories. Then my pastor brought up the end times in his sermon today and somehow or another I ended up talking with my cousins about the end of the world at dinner. (Definitely not the happiest topic to bring up on Fathers’ Day)
With all the talk on how humans seem to be destroying the earth we live in, it’s no surprise that people are getting more concerned with the end times. According to the Mayan Calendar, the end of this age will come on Dec 21 2012. Some people take that to mean the end of the world. Scientists have come up with a Doomsday Clock that ticks down to midnight, which is supposed to symbolise a nuclear war. Currently the clock stands at five minutes to midnight.
5 more minutes to midnight? 2012? For all you know, they might be right. But I believe in God most.
Now, the Bible has a lot to say about the end of the world and it’s all extremely fascinating. Most of it is recorded in Daniel and Revelations but other books also record prophecies concerning the end. Many Christians believe that we’re currently living in the end times (beginning of the end) that the Bible warns us about, complete with the forewarned natural disasters and rumours of wars happening. You’ve got to admit, these things have been occuring quite frequently. I won’t be going so much into detail here but anyone interested can always ask me.
Well, I have to admit that I’m definitely not 100% right. Countless others before me have tried to predict the end of the world. They’ve been at it since even before Christ. There were some who said that the bombing of the Japanese cities in World War II would signal the coming of the end and here we are, still alive and worrying for our transient lives. The Bible does after all say that the time will come like a thief in the night. God certainly likes to keep us on our toes.
So because I don’t know whether I’ll manage to see the end of the world in my lifetime, I’m stuck mugging for my CTs next week and wishing I had the willpower to start earlier. I’ve already cancelled all my outings this week except for one obligatory OG lunch to free up as much time as possible for study but still I’m not sure if I can complete in time. The Bio notes are threatening to bury me in a pile of cellulose molecules, DNA and enzymes. Gosh, I sound like a mugger. Then again, maybe becoming one would help to save my slipping grades.
On a more bubbleheaded note, this is a cheesy scene I thought of when I was lying down, back arched to the wooden curve of the Henderson Waves bridge. Trust me, the place is so beautiful in the dark it’s hard not for your mind to spin crappy stories in an attempt to compliment the setting with a make believe storyline.
A: You know what would make this night sky perfect?
B: What?
A: Stars. I can’t see any of them.
B: Really? I see one right next to me.
Usually I balk at cheesy stuff like that and feel like slapping myself hard. But on that day I just smiled at the silliness of my overactive imagination. Who knows? Maybe one day they won’t just be lines in my head and the characters not just figments of my imagination. Me and my wishful thinking.
