The End Event

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The end is coming. The moon draws nearer to earth. Will tonight be our last night?

Submitted: May 21, 2018

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It started innocently.  No one noticed at first.  The moon stayed in the sky.  Whether it was day or night, we could always see it.  At first, it wasn’t much more than a quarter full.  No one paid much attention to it then.  That was normal.  But although that quarter moon remained in the sky during the day, at night, it shone brighter.

It was beautiful at first.  Did it have something to do with global warming that it seemed like we were getting more moonlight?  No, it wasn’t an illusion.  We were receiving more moonlight.

It wasn’t long after we noticed the brighter moon at night that someone pointed out the moon was growing.  It made the news.  More people started talking about it and more people started taking it seriously.  Once NASA and international space agencies began investigating, it became a real concern.  Suddenly it changed from being a cool phenomenon to a scary event.  And regardless of what anyone could say, as the weeks went by, the moon became fuller and it grew closer.  There was no hiding it.  No one could feign ignorance to the fact.  The moon was moving towards us.

Weeks went by as I said.  The moon no longer went through phases.  It became full and remained full.  Everyone around the world, no matter the time of day, could see the moon.  The space agencies didn’t report the findings of their investigation, making many people wonder if they’d bothered to investigate.  Then the news aired the report – a story someone had caught wind of that the occupants of the International Space Station were evacuating; returning to earth.  They were abandoning the station.  That’s when I knew the space agencies hadn’t failed to investigate the phenomenon.  They knew what was coming.  They just didn’t want to cause a panic.

With every passing week, the moon looms closer.  There’s no escaping what’s coming.  We all know it.  Some think taking shelter will help.  Others are so desperate for answers, as if we could cook up a solution to save ourselves from extinction.  There’s no saving us.  It’s the end event.  The moon will collide with the earth.  We’re done for.

Five months have passed.  The chaos is rising.  Our planet has gone crazy.  Water levels are shifting – lots of flooding.  Earthquakes have become frequent and increasingly intense; the ground is tearing up in parts of the world, even along the ocean floor.  The gravity feels like it’s shifting.  The air has become denser.  Temperatures are heating up in most places, cooling off in some.  It feels like this is how our planet would’ve died if global warming had torn it apart.

My wife’s happy we’re not the cause of our planet’s destruction.  I don’t know how to feel about that sentiment.  Is this better?  It’ll certainly be quicker.  But I don’t know how happy we should be that our hubris isn’t going to kill us in the end.  My kids don’t care one way or the other – they’re scared and they don’t want to die.  But we’ll be together when it happens.

Most parents don’t send their kids to school now.  Most schools have shut down as a result.  Most people don’t bother going to work either.  A few postal service workers still do their jobs and are nice enough to continue delivering packages, but the rest of us are off.  We toss bills in the trash, if there are any delivered.  A fun activity for us grownups.  If the telecom giants are so greedy as to try and keep milking us for our money, they can kiss my ass.  Same for the TV providers.  But they don’t cancel anything.  Nothing shuts down.  We don’t have long before the end.  It’s best to try to act like nothing’s wrong.

Every day has become family day.  We spend our time with our kids, playing in the backyard, going to the park, getting together with friends and family.  Many people have gone on vacation.  I don’t know how many of them we’ll see again.  Some retreat to a beautiful place where they can die happily as a family, others just want that getaway they never got around to in the past.  A lot of stories are popping up about families committing suicide.  A growing number of stories about people dying from heat stroke and dehydration too.  The TV is full of craziness.  We’ve opted to keep ours turned off.  Why waste another second in front of that thing?  Reception has become screwy anyways as the moon draws nearer.  The satellites will come crashing down at some point.

Water bottling companies are really trying to capitalize on the climate change.  But most grocery stores are giving water away for free.  A lot of places have drastically cut prices on everything.  After all, money is worthless now.  Food stocks are low, but grocers manage and the people manage too.  The food giant CEOs may no longer care about helping out, but their workers still load up trucks and deliver goods to stores across the country.  Until the end arrives, we all still need to eat.

I tell you, communities have grown closer thanks to the moon.  We have block parties again.  Remember those?  Everyone on the block comes out and sets up lawn chairs, some of us fire up our grills while others bring out salads, chips and dip, veggies, and drinks.  We chat.  We reminisce.  We have fun.  The things life is supposed to be about, the things we didn’t have time for are now the only things worth living for.  Funny, isn’t it?  The end is sorting so many things out for us.  It really puts life in perspective.  It’s made a lot of us realize how we were living wrong.  We took our lives for granted for so long, but not anymore.

 

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The moon is getting closer.  The earth won’t stop quaking now.  Water levels continue to rise, volcanoes are erupting everywhere, tsunamis are out of control in the Pacific.  We’re lucky we’re located where we are.  We get to enjoy a peaceful end.

Most of the world has gone dark – no electricity, no global communication.  Wild animals are constantly fleeing, but where do they think they can go?  Pets are always whimpering and cowering.  They know what’s coming.  More people and more animals are dropping due to the heat.  It’s so muggy.  Smoke from the volcanoes is making its way over the skies, darkening the daylight, but it doesn’t cool things down at all.  The acrid smell of volcanic ash is drifting across the continent too.  The end draws nearer.

Every night, my wife and I take the girls outside.  We’ve set up a thick blanket on the grass with a bunch of pillows and some thin blankets to snuggle under.  We pull out a book and read beneath the moon, then we fall asleep together.  The girls are always the first asleep, safe in our arms.  The wife and I stay up later.  We don’t say much.  We aren’t afraid.  We just look at each other, nothing but love in our eyes.  We’ll steal kisses on occasion.  Our attention always turns to the moon at some point.

There’s so much to think about; so much to reflect on; lots to regret and wish for if I felt so inclined.  But in the end, there’s only one thing I wonder, as I’m sure it’s the same thing on my wife’s mind too.  Will tonight be our last night?


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