And Now, For the End of the World

Ocean Beach at Sunset – San Francisco, CA 2008

In a lengthy debate with my father this evening on the subject of God and the apocalypse (see where I get it from?), I was reminded about looking into this year 2012 thing. My ex-roommate was the first to suggest it to me, so I looked into it a bit further tonight. Here were 2 fun websites to peruse:

A Dutch website on Mayan Predictions (heavily slanted against President Bush):

And a little bit of reason from a Yahoo surfer:

It boils down to something very interesting, which is that the earth’s magnetic poles will likely reverse in our lifetime, something that only happens with a frequency of once every couple dozen-thousands of years, and that the year 2012 will have some significance in terms of a shift of energy (may be as sudden as 3 days of darkness, may be as gradual as 100 years of shifting magnetic poles, which means your camping compasses will be useless for 100 years, then they’ll point the opposite direction).

Energetically, this change in the position of the world as it relates to our position in the Milky Way Galaxy is said to bring about a period of peace. The bible refers to a period of 1,000 years of peace. The Mayans refer to a period of peace about 5,000 years long. If we didn’t live such A.D.D. lives (most of us), we probably would have learned this from our elders or deduced it ourselves along the way by universal osmosis, but we’ve shut ourselves off to nature’s wisdom by spending too much time figuring out how to collect and hoarde MONEY (see the movie Office Space, and the section on How to Make a Million Dollars):

“Smykowski: “You know there are people in this world that don’t have to put up with all this bleep. Like that guy that invented the Pet Rock? You see, that’s what you have to do. You have to use your mind and come up with some really great idea like that. And you can make millions, never have to work again.”
Michael: “You think the Pet Rock was a really great idea?”
Smykowski: “Sure it was. The guy made a million dollars.”

I swear, if I didn’t have thousands of dollars in credit card debt I’d join a 3rd world tribe and live a real life. I guess if I was really serious about that I’d file bankruptcy and go join a third world tribe tomorrow.

I’m a brainwashed pussy. Makes me want to go rent “Into the Wild” and take some inspiration.

“I also happen to like it when feminists attack these fat-ass housewives who think there’s nothing more to life that sitting home on the telephone, drinking coffee, watching TV and pumping out a baby every nine months. P-poom, p-poom, p-poom, p-poom, p-poom…will seven be enough Bob?…p-poom, p-poom. But what’s the alternative? What’s the alternative to pumping out a unit every nine months? Pointless careerism? Pointless careerism? Putting on a man-tailored suit with shoulder pads and imitating all the worst behavior of men? This is the noblest thing that women can think of? To take a job in a criminal corporation that’s poisoning the environment and robbing customers out of their money? This is the worthiest thing they can think of? Isn’t there something nobler they can do to be helping this planet heal? You don’t hear much about that from these middle-class women.”
~George Carlin, Parental Advisory – Explicit Lyrics CD