The "End of the World As We Know It" has passed and we're still just fine. I think English translators got it wrong oh well. Mayans are special like that. Anyways the world seems to have gotten crazier with less kindness patience and goodwill going scarce like endangered species. I'm strange I know but I've always been kind even to those that have been unforgivably cruel to me (I don't matter unless your committing mass murders or torturing abusing people and animals then I want to rain down seven kinds of Hell . .ahem) We have to stop and think how we really are are we like Scrooge needing three ghosts to visit us in a for night to change our ways? You can have 3,000 followers online but you may just have two very good friends in real life (not talking about my self of course I at least have five XD) Remember to be good to each other always not just at the holidays or when you think the world gonna blow up (or a zombie Apocalypse is coming ahem) Be kind when ever possible, because it is possible. Karma aside, when you're nice it comes back to you and you can die in your sleep smiling knowing you made the best of things.
Speaking of sleeping . . .
I've gotten over the bug I was so candidly given I've been rather tired lately yet when ever I go to sleep that World Watcher pops up again standing there like the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come with that boney hand out at me. Instead of the ragged or Darth Vader like breathing you'd imagine coming from something like that there's no noise at all. It makes no sound moving it doesn't even make that wired crewel sound like the Skesis of Telkore Forest. I've been told not to get close to it because some sources (friends) tell me it may hurt me if I brush on it its come close a couple of times I know I'm only of average height (lets not touch on weight .. if i was a bulldog I'd be called centerd XP) but it seemed rather big to me eight to nine feet now I'm measuring even when crouching. A friends trying to train me to rethink my thinking and try to block it out by saying the Dream Master Poem or thinking it before I go to sleep and praying and burning a special incense to ward it off. I've been trying it was the worst on the night of the twenty first when we were all supposed to die. I heard sirens none stop I couldn't find anyone in the hoopla and I found my fiance dead in the truck he was driving in state. Need less to say I couldn't go back to sleep for a while.
Song: It's The End of the World (as We know it)
