I don't know...

Looking at the world today, with probably thousands of people having met the end of their roads, it makes me think of mortality.  Not necessarily in a morbid way, more like a practical way.

There are many people that think the "End of the World" is coming, and I, too, look for signs of that time.  I suppose it was taught to me by my psychotic mother, may she rest in pieces.  Or perhaps I picked it up when I was a little girl, when I was being taught by Nuns in my catechism of reading the Bible.  I got caught up in reading it through and through, of course finding alot of the stories quite ironic.  But the gentlemen that put together the different chapters and verses of the Bible left the best and most perplexing book for last, that of Revelations.  Of course, I really started to get into it when I was pretending to be a good Mormon wife after buying into the doctrine.  But enough of me.

I keep going back to my messed up emotional roots whenever something terrible happens on Earth.  Then I remember my father-in-law, Arnold, and how as he got older he kept saying that "the world is going to hell in a handcart."  It was a bit annoying then, but I'm starting to understand where he was coming from.  It seems that each generation, after we reach a certain age where you start to look forward to the end of your life due to the pain that has been thrust upon you due to time, gravity, genetics, poor self maintenance -- whatever the reasons, many of us start looking for Armageddon.  Why?  Because as much as we may enjoy individually wallowing in our own physical, mental and emotional pain, we don't want to die alone.  And ultimately, just as it was in our own individual births, even if we die in a crowd, we are still alone in our experience of death.

I guess my attempt at no morbidity went by the wayside.  What I really wanted to get across in today's blog is that EVERY DAY is the end of the world for someone.  Someones personal Armageddon ends at the time of death.  So I pray for all the souls that left in a hurry these past couple of days in Japan due to the earthquakes and the tsunamis, and pray that their journey was quick and filled with love, and that their transformation from clay to spirit was easy and hopefully what they expected, or better.

The Universe is Kind...