Apparently the world was supposed to end sometime around 3:00 a.m. on December 21st, 2012. That time has come and gone. Of course, in case the ancient Mayan was on a different time system, the day will not be ending until midnight. Will the world end then? I suppose that if it does, I will never know about it.
I cannot understand why some people are so preoccupied with the end of the world that it has become an obsession with them. Their lives revolve around the end of life rather than around life itself. I ask myself: "Is the prospect of Doomsday their only pleasure? In that case, do they even live?"
I know this could be argued endlessly in a Philosophy class. But this isn't a Philosophy class.
If the world ends, I will not know about it. Nor will all the other people on this earth. If the world ends, end of story.
I know that this world of ours is far from perfect but it is what we have and we should care for it. We should stop worrying about Doomsday and begin worrying about the planet which we happen to inhabit and begin to take care of it. We should stop worrying about Doomsday and begin caring for each other and striving to make this a world where we all care about each other.
I'm glad the world didn't end. I'd miss it. Wouldn't you?