The end of the world and me
For over a century people have been feeling the anxiety and fear of the apocalypse, frightened about what is coming and formulating dates for the scheduled end. The end of the world has always been a hot issue; the paper always has a page for any news relating to it, the net is swarming with predictions, assumptions, and signs. Being surrounded by all this commotion about the end of the world got me asking myself, “If this is the end what should I do?” I got myself off guard with the question because I haven’t got any answer but I sure am entertaining the possibilities.
I never really cared about the whole issue before. Sure, people have started the whole trend when year 2000 took off but my tender mind simply disregarded the whole idea. I believed that it could never happen; the way the end is portrayed by media is far too fantastic. The whole idea for me is merely entertainment, something that could happen to others but never to me.
Well that was back then, right now I’m not really sure about the whole idea. Right now I’m beginning to think about maybe and it could be. The wave has gotten into me and it got me wondering, planning and preparing for what is to come.
I began watching every news and for the first time I listened to news about the world. Natural calamities has been occurring every now and then, thousands upon thousands of people are dying from viral outbreaks, war, acts of terror and violence, earthquakes, and storms. I can’t help but notice the increasing frequency of these natural disasters.
Places that have not been affected by any impact from any form of calamity hundreds of years now face the loss of millions. Slowly I can see the world dying. It is screaming out loud and I can hear it. The earth is down to its knees and is slowly collapsing. Its cry for help is reflected on the eyes of those who lost what they have from typhoons, volcano eruptions, tornados and storms.
Right now I’m no longer the spectator idly watching from the sidelines. After I considered the possibilities of experiencing the apocalypse during my lifetime I feel somehow responsible. I realized that we are the ones killing the world. I realized that indeed we have the power to create our own destiny and that realizing this means that facing the world’s end is inevitable.
Running away is futile, I might enjoy long years and I might not live to see the end of the world but I’m certain that one of my offspring will face the terrible end. We can never escape; we are responsible for our own fate. I might say that we still have plenty of time, but time runs out fast as well so we need to think carefully.
Knowing that the end is inevitable should not mean that we have to stop trying. We need to remember that the end is still depends on what we do and on what we are. We should always be reminded that we are connected in a loop, connected to each other and so every thing that we do though how little it may be creates a ripple in the surface. Everything done always creates a chain reaction.
I still could not find any answers as of now. Quite honestly I still don’t know what to do. But right now I’m not scared. I wanted to know what will happen when the end is at hand but while we are all waiting for the grand finale I will never stop trying, at least I will have no regrets when I finally have to face the final curtain.
Consider asking yourself the question. Have time to see the signs. No one really knows the when the end will be but don’t blind yourself from the warning signs. Don’t think of it as a joke. If you don’t believe that it’s coming at least try to consider your own impact to the world and act.
If you have integrity, nothing else matters. If you don’t have integrity, nothing else matters. ~Alan Simpson
(via ietsuna)
american artist gregory euclide has developed a microcosmic landscape installation entitled ‘held within what hung open and made
to lie without escape’ made from park trash. the work possesses a landscape painting measuring 7 ft by 5 ft resting at eye level.
it is set within a gilded frame that is interrupted by paper-as-water flowing from the canvas into the gallery space which then
evaporates from a riverbed. boulders are cast from the rocks taken from central park, while the grass is formed from glue, paint and hair.
on the right side of the work, several cut plastic bottles are clustered together, existing as miniature isolated environments within the piece.
euclide created several dioramas constructed from found trash such as plastic, foam, sponge, and fertilizer he accrued while walking in a park.
these items helped sculpt a world depicting what the artist sees as the ‘same kind of fake control over nature that allows us to be
comfortable with the destruction of it’.
the installation was constructed for museum of arts and design’s ‘otherworldly: optical delusions and small realities’ exhibition
in new york city. see our previous coverage of the show here.
SUBMISSION: Korean People’s Army organized neatly.
(Source: enchantica, via ietsuna)
