Death & Taxes

 

In this world nothing can said to be certain, except death and taxes

~Benjamin Franklin

Question is: What world is this?                 

If the world at large conforms to the end of the Mayan calendar than I had better write fast.  However, I doubt the final destruction of the world according to the book of Revelation will be that simple; nothing ever is. 

Alternatively, if defined by an event involving destruction on an awesome or catastrophic scale than I would argue that happens all the time. Tragedy always brings an “end” though there’s clearly a distinguishable difference.

The way I see it, the first scenario paints the picture of an immediate and irrevocable passing. The latter is part and parcel of life; to wit no real end.

That said, if the universe were to pull the plug than it appears I have missed my opportunity to pull off the much deserved debauchery that should accompany the ultimate demise. No hard partying, raucous sex and foolish shenanigans with my closest family and friends. Typical…

I do find it ironic that in a year earmarked for the Apocalypse, my world (because we all have one) just so happens to be foreign, unwanted with no obvious means of escape. Perhaps that calendar may come in handy after all.

Certainly seems as good a time as any to scrap an overwrought existence entrenched in thwarted efforts. Speaking for myself I’d have nothing to lose at this point.

At the beginning of 2012, doomsday was already being touted though who has time for that? If the end is here, it’s here. I focused on the idea that this year would give way to bigger and better things; turns out it was weirder and shocking events. Even more profound is that I’m in a nine year according to numerology which represents “endings”.

 

Spare me, the topic of discussion is the end of the world! Numerology is unlikely to negatively impact the credibility of this subject matter.

 

I have read so many stories of individuals and families that remain on a lost path and while I can relate, it isn’t a club that anyone with shred of dignity yearns to be associated with. There’s an actual element of society that has been excommunicated by virtue of modern circumstance. This obscure state will test your faith and question your worthiness to the point that you don’t even know if you are relevant in the eyes of the norm despite being wanting, willing and capable.  As one who still awaits confirmation, there can be no better time to eliminate the insufferableness.

Given my own hyper-critical nature, I understand why such misfortune would seem befallen to those as a by-product of laziness, unwillingness to make compromise and complacency.  Moreover that may be a testament to how society judges as a whole and possibly even how your inner circle perceives you rather than the ability to adequately understand the challenges themselves.

I cannot offer an explanation as to why some are chosen unwittingly and others will luckily never have the displeasure. All I know is that it has opened me up in ways that I never considered nor wanted to.

Not to be confused with consequences for poor judgment and mistakes; that’s inevitable and necessary for personal development. I refer you to the purgatorial environment that stands in the way of putting those learned lessons into action. Therefore I selfishly choose to believe the "barrier” has come to its end because surely there is no statute of limitations on happiness?

The amazing thing about endings is that it clears the path for beginnings. I can unequivocally state that during this unprecedented year I have encountered many amazing people who have been unlikely sources of support and positive energy who have graciously helped me in the most unexpected ways. I am very fortunate!

So if today marks my last day, I will know it has all been worthwhile. Not discounting my apocalyptic-esque melodrama, it’s likely that I’ll still have to go to Trader Joe’s tomorrow.

Nevertheless, this will be my last post on this site in honor of “The End”.  See you on the other side!