Our Suicide

Perhaps the Mayans were right about 2012. We may not get hit by some asteroid or get sucked into a blackhole, but surely we’re going there soon enough. We were once amazed by the glamorous promises of capitalism, so we jumped in the big green bottomless pit. But of course, we tied our feet onto Mother Nature so we would find a way back up. I guess the big green bottomless pit made us fat and Mother Nature cannot bear the weight of us all. Now she’s jumping in capitalism’s trap as we did before. What happens now when we try to climb back up?

Everyone’s nightmare.

I hope you go to heaven. Now.

Because you stand by a dying breed

And you make life miserable for everybody

Maybe if you leave them alone, you’ll do more good

And you get to accomplish your goal

But seriously, I really hope you go to heaven

So you’ll forever be happy

After all, that’s what you want in life, right?