Okay...
Some horrific catastrophe.... and the world goes lights out. Goodnight John, goodnight Suzie.
I don't really give it much thought.... although there was this one day about a year ago when I walked by one of those newspaper boxes, misread a headline, and it was like "OMG that's it. It's all over."
So.... but... what?... Maybe it's robots gettin' wise, demanding higher pay and shorter hours, and ultimately sayin' ta hell with tha man and deciding to mow everyone down with laser beams.
Or the environment becomes the earth-sized equivalent of some pimply faced teenager's bedroom.... and Mother Nature decides to discipline us with like, the ultimate rolling pin of you're-so-grounded and ps. here's like, a huge flood.
Or a butterfly flaps its wings in Tokyo, someone gets distracted - drops a coupla yen - and by the time the stock markets re-open on the East coast everyone's suddenly without electricity and you're no longer on speakin' terms with your ATM.
Or the sun is coming up, you're on your daily commute to work, feeling the good vibes coming from your Eric Clapton CD as you pull into the Shell, roll down your window and hear: "Hi Mr. Johnson. About the gas? It's too bad, but we do have a two for one deal on cigarettes if you act now.
(I thought better of writing some Bush/button graf. See? I'm not a monster).
Do you ever think about the end times? Do you think there is really even going to be an end times? If so, do you think it will happen in your lifetime? Or if after that - how far ahead?
And if you do.... do you attribute it to the secular misdeeds of mankind, or a religious foretelling?