Have You Heard The Whimper Yet?
I have a theory.
(That it's a demon. A dancing demon.. uhh, something isn't right there.)
I always have pictured the end of the world being a surprise to the people of the Earth. As a race, we all work hard, fight hard, struggle hard and, I believe, the simple act of living distracts us from the realities of the universe. We have so many other things to look at, to experience, and all of that...we just get all caught up in things that do nothing but make us crazy. We invest time in silly things, grand things, and whatnot - but always forget that, in the end, this rock we live on will burn up and be nothing more than a grouping of cinders lost in space. Sure, it will happen a few billion years from now... but I digress.
This thought about the world ending and no one notices was something I wrote a small dialogue about. I present it here to you, my fine readers.
"So, this is how the world will end?"
"I suppose so."
"What about all that talk? The talk about how I may change the world? I was supposed to save it and make it all better? Heal the sick, help the living... wasn't that all part of the deal?"
"Who said anything about saving it?"
"I don't believe I ever said anything of the sort. Do you really think that you could stop this from happening? This is how it always ends."
"But I thought you promised me that it would be fine. Everything would work out? There is no one left now. They are all gone and you let me watch it happen!"
"No, no. You wanted to help those people and you did. But, where did that all get you? You still ended up here but isn't the journey a part of this?"
"But it all ends up in the same place."
"Yes, it does I'm afraid. This is the lesson. You must let go. Let go before it kills you too."
And, by the way... it must be bunnies.