The more I think about it, the more I feel like people seem to have some level of desire to see “THE END”. Call it morbid curiosity. Call it nihilism. Call it death anxiety. Whatever. It seems like with all the effort people give to thinking about “the downfall”, there must be some fascination with it.
There’s so many forms of it. Doomsday preppers. Prophetic apocalypses. Global warfare. Climate disasters. The rise of fascism. People see “THE END” in so many different ways. And with the world not becoming any less precarious any time soon, we can only expect these mass-anxities to continue. (And the rich guys certainly have a vested interest in the end of everything. They get to keep their High Score.)
Or maybe not. Maybe human civilization (in at least some form) will continue for millennia more. Maybe we’re far off from the end. But one thing is certain: for each and every one of us walking this earth, the end is at most a century away, give or take a few decades.
“How grand would it be to witness the end of everything!” cries the mortal pretender. For it is not just his death, but the death of all that he knows – and he gets to bear witness.
Wait, you AND the generations after? So you expect to survive it in some way, perhaps spiritually? I just wanna understand fully
The planet will survive no matter what we do, i hope so will humanity.
To me being a witness to the actual end of the old world is simultaneously with being witness of the new world that begins after.
I do understand that i may not have much to live after because i may be to broken and sick. But seeing my children finding a new hope after the collapse of the society we were born into would be plenty to call my own life a success.
I don’t want to speak for them but I interpret it as end of Society/Civilization when they say world.