Doom, Can you handle the truth?

Truth.

Is it so hard to discern from the background noise of the lies we choose to live?

Yes, yes it is.

Because we don't have the reference point to make a judgement upon the base of all truth that we cannot in truth let ourselves be open enough to see that which has become nothing but a passed on lie.

And so I move onto doom, as all that you are, do wish to know of by clicking upon the title of this thread, you wish to learn, or in context you wish to find out from another's brain as to their perception of the ending of each ones reality.

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The truth in many ways is somewhat stranger than the fiction that grips our lives, but in a sense very simple to understand to a complex thought pattern.

Is it not the flood that brings us closer to finding the truth, or do we feel as though such vast quantities of 'information' sweep us off our feet and plunge us deep down the river of knowledge into the lost sea of despairing truth?

Only now are some emerging from the sea to share the wisdom they have dug deep to find, But many do not possess the base of perception to understand whether or not the 'truth' brought like a bomb to the brain is just an abstract of reality or the actual coming storm that has been foretold in the books of old and the writings of the young.

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The base of such truth comes from that which you were once taught and that which you have since experienced. Both of equal drivers in your quest for knowledge and your search for truth, but in the end you must seek to find your own way out of the lost sea, and onto the shores of enlightenment. (Thanks <<LOOK`n thru YOU>>)

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As you move ever onwards through that which must be said you move closer to finding that which you set out to learn, the true nature of this post and the ever present prospect of doom.

'Just get to the doom' I hear you think, but no this is not the way. In time I will reveal that which you wish to hear. But for now I must continue with the preface, because you must understand that your own perception will in the end be the cypher that you must use to decode the ending of us all.

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Many of you will now have heard of the shifting magnetic poles, and many of you have fallen at this hurdle, Becoming lost in the information. But fear not, everyone has become lost at one time or another.

With all the birds and fish dying, the prospect of coronal mass ejections and flares frying us, the magnetic sphere that shields us all becoming weaker, the gamma rays from far away sources killing us in a single instant, The life-blood of the earth being spilled out upon the seas and the skies tainted with chemicals.

Earthquakes so severe you do not think of them and volcanoes so explosive you feel the rapture upon you, The wild weather surrounding us all and the ever present thoughts of corruption of government, the fall of the economy, the lies of science, the beliefs of your religions and the 'crazy' ramblings of the 'insane'.

The poisoned food and water, the viral strains, the nuclear apocalypse, the war of many, the reliance on technology, the new world order and the illuminati, the aliens and the asteriods, the core and floods, Cern and Blackholes.

And above all, the constructions of your mind so vivid and real, the dreams that you cannot help but feel afraid of.

And the many others which I have not mentioned, so many, so much, feel no shame if you have become lost.

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As our doom approaches, we may fear it.

But for many in the end they will go to their final sleep and question why they spent so much time worrying about doom when in the end it comes to all of us, no matter who we are. We will all become subject to the transition to death.

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Change, Is what many seek but few achieve.
Forever lasting only for a day in the eyes of the young.

A timeless world too busy with answers they seek, What lies beneath their feet has only years to peak.
Seen through the eyes of the truth, The mis-understood world without a roof.
The book that lies un-read upon the floor, leads to the light and to a door
The mindless drones eyes turned on a square, un-knowing of the coming nightmare.

As the earth shakes them from their beds, They look in dis-belief and shake their heads.
It was not from the blemished land, They are too busy to lend a hand.
But from the south came screams and shouts, the ocean was upon them with a clout.
Only now the children laugh and play, not knowing of what will pass on that day.

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Many disaster lie in our future, but what will one call doom?

When it happens to them? Like all those who perished in the towers, like those trapped in the rubble of their town, like those fleeing from the volcano.

To them it was the end of the world, it was their doom, there was nothing else on their minds except finding a way to survive, or to end their torment.

Would you not think the world was ending after a huge earthquake shook you from your bed and buried you in the remains of that which was once your house?

No, What you are looking for is big, is huge something inescapable, inevitable and looming over us, something to wipe out a huge porportion of the population in a single day, a single week, month or year.

That is why you came here is it not?

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Well you want to know how most of you will die upon that doomsday, or because of that certain event....

You will die at the hands of another person, the pure primal instincts.

Is that how you see your last moments? No.

Your pride won't let you believe that, you believe that something cataclysmic will wipe you out there and then, like melting in the new earth that is molten lava, or being turned to dust in the blink of a nuclear explosion.

Well sure, some of the population will die from the initial event, but most of those destined to die as a cause of it, will die in the struggle to defeat our fellow man.

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Now, Could you handle it all, if you knew the truth?

I want you for just a moment, just to take the time to think about that. What if you did know, and there was nothing you could do to stop or change it, what would do do or say?

How would you look upon your fellow man or women and know that they, like you, are doomed, and that in their future lies such pain.

How would you react to knowing most of your friends futures, Would you be able to look deep into their eyes without a tear coming to yours?

Could you handle it all?

Would it tear you up inside?

Wouldn't you rather live your life not in fear, without worry and without losing your mind?

Would you really want to know?

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Because I will tell you, I will indeed, but you need to be prepared for it and know the consquences, not God nor you can save you from it.

And I know many will fall to their knees and beg for their lord to save them, maybe not now, a lot of your minds will recoil from the very idea and will not believe it, simply out of self-preservation, It is not a weakness, It is simply the truth, It is our nature.

When the time is upon us, we will all do that which best fits our nature, some will panic, some will pray, some will laugh and some will cry.

Everything that will will do will be a based from two things, the first is to find comfort, companionship and someone to die with. The second will be the quest for survival, just any way they can to get themselves or their beloved to live on. These are the two bases that all of our reactions will be based on.

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I leave you to understand this for only a fleeting moment of our lives while I take a break, before I return to write the tomes of that which you yearn to hear. (I'll edit to add on here).

Last Edited by OTOC on 01/13/2011 02:48 PM