Maybe it’s not crazy to think you would live through an epochal time. The now is eternal, and we’re all connected in it; though in every day terms it seems that most would not realize it. Eschatological events are building in concentration and frequency. From the seismic to the atmospheric; from the radioactive to the acidic; from the miasmic to the anoxic; from spiking sterility to rapid extinction, every day brings waves of the racing news and mournful images of suffering, death, and dying. I’m sitting here right now numbingly astonished. In spite of familiarization with end times current events, and staying up to speed with world catastrophe stories, the sudden surprise does not wear off. It’s like perpetually waking up from a most unpleasant dream/nightmare. More than the mind blowing realization that the living planet is in full on collapse, is the remarkable astonishment of the widespread blindness and indifference denial prevailing among us. Is it possible that rapturous events could sneak up on us? Forget possible, or likely, it’s actually snuck right up to full blown obvious without the majority having any more than a hint of it’s approach. It’s astonishing we’re at this point. It’s as if extinction and total conventional end time finality has been compartmentalized as being impossible. We’re left thinking these are simply like mythological metaphors, concepts, or theories. Uh oh, talk about underestimated.
Running parallel with our massive denial is a self delusion that is impressive in it’s power and magnitude. As blind as we are to our reality and truth, we double down, arrogantly, and fortify our troubles by insisting on our prestige position of having reached the zenith of evolution. Modern man is his own god, and is exercising his own right to bull shit himself at levels approaching colossal. On that note, let’s here cover one criminally concealed foot note story nearly lost to popular awareness; the end pumping death furnace Fukushima, Japan. This story is, and has been consistently, minimized like it’s like another “oil spill” about which one should suspend reality and do the same thing that Dorothy, the Tin Man, Lion, and Scarecrow were told to do by the lever pulling Wizard that had just had his curtain pulled back. “Don’t pay any attention to what might matter!!!”
Here we stand, sit, and try to make ends meet at the dawn of Aquarius on a Mother ship that is going down in contamination and radioactive fury. Meanwhile, we dismiss apocalypse with the characteristically idiotic insult arrogance of a numbskull jackass that thinks he can dive off a building into a pile of ping pong balls and be ok. We’re speeding up to a penultimate jump off spot, and the last thing we’re all going to hear is the deafening silence of shock. There’s a kicker to this plot. The perpetrators (perpa traitors) of our demise scurry off to their “safe places”, either off planet or underground, while the rest of us try to cope with the holocaust nuclear winter which laps at everything with the sickness of ice age fire. The absorption of the seeds of our demise come on with every breath, wash, bite, and swallow, as well as, with every report from our trusty media “news agencies” which feed and fortify the delusion and denial. With extreme good fortune our experience also includes awake members of our populations which are ringing the alarm. While these brave agents of disclosure truth are shouted down as conspiracy pariah, their wake up efforts are working. It’s clear that there is decency in the deluded. There is still honor, respect, and selflessness left to tap. Well intended, reasonably good hearted, responsible people are waking up, and moving to wake up others (not easy). Critical mass awareness often feels like it is out of reach, but if it is caught, it will actually result the sure willingness to face the doomsday fate which is now facing us. May we face it before it’s too late…