Nothing lasts forever. We are not static, we change, adjust, evolve, and blow away… I read an essay, once, on the subject of immortality. What if we were immortal just as we are? What if nothing changed from the way it is now? It was presented as a horror, and immortality – as we are at this moment – as dreadful beyond imagining.
Perhaps they’re right.
Things seem sweeter in retrospect, and when the moment comes that this blue and white sphere is no longer suspended in the sky, the sky will be the less for it.
How will it happen? I don’t know, though I could have some fun jotting my impressions of people clinging to a sphere whirled away by solar winds, or huddled and shivering as the earth grows cold because the sun is dead, or watching as the blinding sun draws closer and closer, ready to suck the earth into its heat…
But I don’t think there will be people alive to see it. Humanity’s time on earth has been very short, and if you triple its length it is still negligible. We will have moved on, I do believe…
But that’s just me.
…And there may just be another apocalypse in the offing:
Deadliest virus in a century, or a social experiment gone awry?
Every year they warned about the flu and more often than not, it amounted to nothing.
Sidney Knight, a young freelance reporter had certainly never written on it. But a trip to Lincoln City, Oregon cut short by a beach full of dead seagulls and a panicked warning from her brother the scientist catch her attention.
This batch is different. Deadlier. And the vaccine doesn’t seem to be helping. It almost looks like it’s making it worse…
A Flock of Ill Omens: Part I is the first episode of A Shot in the Light, an Apocalypse Conspiracy Tale about what happens when people play God for fun and profit.
There will be approximately ten episodes, each the equivalent of about 100 pages. Good Reads has a sneak peak posted. You can find the purchase link and more information about the book here. And if you want it FOR FREE, I will be offering it free on the release dates of at least the next two in the serial: September 19 and October 10.
Hart Johnson writes books from her bathtub and can be found at Confessions of a Watery Tart, though be warned. She is likely to lead you into shenanigans http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=208331
Love that image of people clinging to something as it flings through space! Thank you so much for participating and supporting! You're fabulous!
Cold, cold, cold and spinning through space only to fall into a sun. Lovely images.Go Hart!
We are on the same wave length.
Interesting bloghop. I like your image of humans hanging on too. Writer’s Mark
I agree with you- I don't think humans are gonna around long- we're too self-destructive as a species.
So's the book, Hart.
Yolanda, Timothy, LaRonda and Beverly – I had a friend who came to me, pale with fright. He had just read about black holes, and the theory that earth was heading toward one. I don't laugh at fears, but I said, 'When is this thing going to swallow us?' He said it would be a couple thousand years. 'And where do you think you'll be then?' I asked. He lifted his eyebrows and actually smiled…
I”m with Dylan Thomas. I won't go gently into that good night.
Now I'm thinking 'rage against the dying of the light…' A poem I love that speaks on so many levels… (Thanks!)