Time Of Renewal
I don’t know how you feel about it, but I’m not really tripping about 2012. I thought I would, but somehow, I’m pretty chill about it. Peaceful, even. There’s something so elevating, almost liberating about the fact something has to happen, it’s predetermined, even if the situation in question is not something we prefer, or makes us, I don’t know....dead.
I personally don’t think it’s going to come to that; it’s not supported by logic, but the unsophistication of said times. There’s no more counting after the Mayan calendar? Well, there’s nothing after December 31st, but every year, January first happens. We start counting all over again.
And that’s what we’ll do when this counting “ends”.
And if it somehow really happens, hey, I’m just happy they let me know when to expect the event. I live in California, so everyday quakes, and the possibility of bigger ones, or “the big one” that is supposed to wipe out 80 % of celebrities of today’s times (well, if Angelina & Tom are going, then I feel instantly better about maybe, possibly going too), makes you aware of the silliest things.
These are very high heels I’m putting on, if it happens in the next few hours, will I be able to run, and escape shit falling down, will I be movable in these shoes? O fuck it, lemme wear boots. Going into the elevator, hmm, maybe I should walk, the “big one” can happen JUST now. Going to see the movie, parking the car in the Theater’s underground garage with 15 tons of iron and concrete above my head - is this movie worth taking a chance of getting buried underneath this shit?
It better be a good one!
"When is that big one supposed to happen?” - I ask the native Californians every chance I got. "Well, it can be tomorrow, or in a hundred years”. Gee, thanks!
As you can tell, I really appreciate knowing when shit’s going down. So that I can put my new gear clothes on, and sit one out. Be prepared. If it happens. But rather than thinking about it, I like to be positive and get informed. Mexicans are not worried about it, they say. The end of the world business is good news for them, they say. Well, can you blame them?
So poor, the Yucatan peninsula is expecting 52 million visitors this year. People want to come and see the base of the ancient Mayan civilization; if they’re going down, it’s kinda badass to go down at ground zero!
Well, I'm just assuming that's what's behind their idea.
But it’s actually something else that caught my mind while researching. Mexico is planning a year-long celebration to honor 2012 as a “time of renewal”. Call it apocalypse tourism! A time of renewal.
It’s actually brilliant.
Because we people are weird animals, known to react best when there’s no more of something. We’ll handle the money best when it’s running out, we’ll study the hardest towards the end of the class or the last day before the test; we’ll appreciate relationships most when they’re about to end, and so on.
And now that we think the world might be over, even if nothing actually happens, there’s the slightest chance - we will react, we’ll finish things, fight for more time, and wonder….. all because we might no longer exist in less than a year!
Isn’t it almost liberating?
The first couple of hours of my New Year started exactly that way. It wasn’t nice and peaceful, it was dramatic and annoying and aggressive - it felt real and present. Like I was fully involved and aware of the atmosphere.
It felt kind of great.
Time of renewal. Not thinking about how you’ll do stuff but actually doing stuff! Beacuse you might just not exist in December.
I don’t know about you, but it makes it for a helluva interesting apocaly-year!
Let’s actually renew ourselves, AND DO SHIT.
