Thursday, December 29, 2011

DECEMBER 21, 2012 - ONLY 357 DAYS TO GO

          New Years day is creeping up over the other side of the horizon; every now and then I see a star-burst in the night sky signifying it's almost time to grab some pots and pans, maybe fire the shotgun into the air to celebrate the birth of 2012.  This is the year when some of the historical premonitions are supposed to befall our civilization and perhaps end everything - the Mayan calendar; why do you suppose it ends Dec. 21, 2012; how does a calendar run out of days? - Nostradamus predicted the Earth getting hit by a comet and more recently, Edgar Cayce says the Earth will tilt on its axis at a different angle, which will create great devastation world wide and did you know that the Sun will be at the exact centre of the galactic plane on that date?  Something to think about, ponder and possibly be concerned about, especially since, as we all know, nothing lasts forever.  I expect this could be a worrisome year for many if they dwell on the ending of the Earth but for me, the way I look at it, we're all here for a very short time like it or not and knowing or not knowing the day that I'm going to die isn't going to make any difference.  A lot of people don't want to depart alone when they go to the big outhouse in the sky (which is what our space programs have been turning it into for many years) so hey, on that day, we, who are all still existing on that particular day, that special day, can all join hands and go together - the Rhapsody, behold Armageddon; Revelations come true; the ultimate battle where goodness wins over evil.  How does one prepare for such a day?  I guess if one is religious, prayer is the answer; if an atheist; c'est la vie.
          2012 - the year that ends all years.  For me, living at the base of Green Mountain in Fosterville, NB, Canada, on 50 acres of natural and a little man-made beauty, I can't be overly concerned about Dec. 21, 2012.  At that time of year, I could be waist deep in show, the wind blowing a gale through the tree tops; so the way I see it, the animals will still need tending to, the stove will still need some logs and the family will still need some lovin'.  Life will go on as per usual, no last meal like a condemned criminal; no getting dressed in my best finery; could possibly say a prayer, but to be honest, prayers have never been high on my list.  Besides if this ultimate Holocaust comes true, it's  not like we can avoid it; there's no place to go and hide; our space ships don't have the technology to find another Earth and we can't buy out way out of this calamity either.
         Let's just say, Dec. 21, 2012 really is the day the world ends; it will certainly be a blast won't it - more exciting than any New Year's celebration, crowning of royalty, swearing in a president or prime minister, gala opening of a Hollywood movie, the largest tsunami, most explosive volcano, fiercest hurricane, etc.  And just think about it; there's no last row seating, standing room only - we all have front row, centre seats.  We may not be able to stand and applaud at the end of the most spectacular performance ever presented but then why should we - for once in everyone's life we will be a star and not just a bit actor that never says a word - we can all scream together!
          Well, it's not 2012 yet; I have things to do today besides sit here at the computer and write a blog.  Since the temperature dropped well below zero last night, I need to get the livestock some water since their drinking water is now a block of ice; the dog, goat and cat can manage alright but the poor little chickens can't lick it.  Need to throw some wood on the fire too, my studio is cold, almost need gloves to type on the keyboard and I may have to cut the lock off the garage door - the key just goes round and round.  Thought maybe it was frozen but after I poured a little of my hot goldenrod tea on it, the key still kept on going round and round.  And I suppose in a sense, we're all a little like that key, we all just keep going round and round, stuck in our own individual ruts.  Not sure if I'll be writing a blog on New Years day, so if I don't; Happy New Year to you all and be there on Dec. 21, 2012!  Cheers, eh!

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