In the beginning, men thought the world was going to end almost immediately because their crops died so quickly, centuries later, they believed the world would end when disease struck their villages, again, centuries later, death spread from plagues and guess what they thought.. “The world is ending..” centuries later, murder on the rise, r*** on the rise, constantly rising until the centuries began to fade into the same f****** thing. Men always think the world is ending. So they lash out, doing what they can to feel as good as they can taping, molesting, killing, destroying, consuming, devouring the very essence that was gifted to us, and yet they have always tried to put themselves on a higher seat like they are gods. Pathetic. Harming innocent beings for pleasure. Allowing their souls to become stained by the very thing their made up gods granted them access to with no regret until they realize that they are greeted by death and their afterlife is quite different than they expected. Those with stained souls are no more, like a candle blown out, they have no more flame. Their soul split into tiny bits so small they feel no consciousness. No life. Anti-life. Anti-matter. The world will not end soon, nor by the hand of gods. It will be by mama own hand the buttons pushed for nuclear destruction. Centuries on this beautiful planet with these disgraceful beings who never learn. Repeating their mistakes and sins staining the very ground gifted to us. I cannot wait for the sweet nova.