It’s the End of the World

Posted on September 18, 2009


There’s a new movie coming out about the year 2012, and the apocalyptic happenings some people assign to that date. We already lived through the Y2K nonsense, but I didn’t have a blog then.


One writing assignment that I had when I worked at Wizards of the Coast was the Norse chapter of Deities & Demigods. I thought I knew what Ragnarok was when I started doing my research. It was the end of the world. The gods fought giants and monsters, and everybody died. Except that’s not right. Most of the gods die, but Odin’s sons Vali and Vidar, Thor’s sons Modi and Magni, and the Aesir Balder and Hod survive. The earth sinks beneath the sea, but rises again, fertile and new. The Asgardian gods knew that the prophecy of Ragnarok meant the turning of a cycle.


Similarly, the Christian Bible describes the Apocalypse as the time when Christ rises again to sit in judgment on the Living and the Dead. Those who are “saved” get to live in Paradise, and those who are not are cast into “the outer darkness.” As a Presbyterian, I believe that Paradise will be a perfected Earth. That’s why it’s called “Kingdom Come” – because God’s Kingdom comes here. It’s not the end of the world, but the start of something new.


There is no science supporting the idea that 2012 will bring the end of the world. Get over it. Yes, the Long Count Calender used by the pre-Columbian Mayans “runs out” around Winter Solstice, 2012. There’s no evidence that the Mayans placed any significance in this date, so why is anyone worried? After all, in Western Astrology, it’s the dawning of a new Age of Aquarius.


If you’re worried about the end of the world, get out your Bucket List. Get yourself healthy and fit, do your preparation, and really live. Go skydiving. Complete a three-day Formula 1 racing course. Ask out that special someone. Climb a Mountain. Sing in public. Learn to SCUBA dive. Run a marathon. Take that millennial fever, and use it to motivate you to living without fear. Be the strongest, bravest, most loving person you can be, even if it’s just for one day.

Because let me tell you something folks: We get one shot. This is not a dress rehearsal, and there are no do-overs. Death can jump out and take us any damn time it wants, which it reminded my family this past week when my wife found a lump. In the words of Max Payne, “There [are] only personal apocalypses. Nothing is a cliché when it’s happening to you.”