Posts Tagged ‘end of the world’

The End Is Not Near

I don’t care what you think. The world is not going to end on 12/21/2012. The Mayan calendar isn’t saying that’s the date the world is going to end. It is saying that is the date the 394-solar-year cycle is coming to an end.

Let me break this down a bit.

The Mayan calendar is read in different solar years:

  • 0.055 Solar Years
  • 1 Solar Year
  • 19.7 Solar Years
  • 394.3 Solar Years

We are closing in on the end of a huge cycle. Things are going to change. Things are going to happen to lead up to that change.

A few eye-openers we’ve witnessed already:

  • 9/11 and the War on Terrorism
  • 2004 Indian Ocean earthquake which resulted in a great tsunami
  • Hurricane Katrina strikes in 2005
  • Swine Flu pandemic of 2009
  • 2010 Haiti earthquake
  • 2010 Volcano eruptions in Iceland
  • Oil leak in the Gulf of Mexico 


We are in the midst of an awakening. What we will be woken up to, I don’t know. But we are transitioning into another huge cycle, so things are going to happen.  

What happened 400 years ago? Here’s what:

  • Thirty Year’s War began in 1618
  • Bubonic Plague
  • Earthquake of 1600 that destroyed Arequipa, Peru
  • Galileo proves that the planets circle the sun in 1610
  • First African slaves are brought to Jamestown in 1619


I know things are always happening and things are always changing, but the world isn’t coming to an end. Life will probably get much worse before it gets better. We probably won’t even recognize our planet in thirty years. So hold onto your seat, folks, because we’re in for a bumpy ride.

Not bad at all

Not bad. I recalled three dreams from last night, even though the second one is just a small fragment.  I’m upset with myself for not recognizing that I was dreaming while I was flying. That’s my biggest dream sign yet it didn’t trigger lucidity.

I surprised my family by flying home and visiting while on vacation from school. I sat surrounded by my parents and sisters. My nieces walked into the room and I hugged them and tightly held them both for a long time. Tears streamed down my face as I thought about how much I love and had missed my family.


I Brush Alone
“Will you come brush your teeth with me?” Tony asked. “I like it when we brush them together.”

I  laughed. “No,” I said. “You know what happens when we brush our teeth together.”


End of the World
My parents moved into a big apartment. It seemed to have to have as many as ten bedrooms as well as a few large, beautiful bathrooms, a dining room the size of a large kitchen and a huge kitchen and living room.

Tony and I decided to move in with my parents. The place was big enough and we would have our privacy.

One evening around dusk, I took a walk down the street along the sidewalk. The ground shook and the cement began to crack and crumble into the Earth. I looked around—I was alone. I quickly went home to warn everyone that we were on the brink of disaster.

“Tony! Wake up!” I shook him. “You need to get everyone and get out—now! The ground is caving in.” He didn’t believe me.

We walked into the living room and looked out the windows. “It’s happening down there,” I said, pointing out a window to our left.

Tony and I went outside. We saw masses of people running toward us in horror to flee for their lives.

“What the . . .” Tony’s voice faded in disbelief. We could see dust billowing from the Earth’s surface. 

“Go get everyone out, now! I’m going back to go check it out,” I said as I began to fly over everyone’s heads.

Tony smiled.

“Yeah, I know,” I said, knowing that he was smiling because I could fly. “Pretty cool, huh?” I flew off, leaving Tony behind.