At almost 60 years old, I've lost count of all the times I've heard the world is going to end.
Anyone old enough to remember all the predictions back in the late 60's about how over populated our country was and that we'd run out of food and fuel in less than 20 years ?
I beleved it too ..... until flying home from California to New York one night in the early 70's. There sure is A LOT of empty, unlit space between all those city lights !!!!!
If the world is gonna end, so am I, so why worry. At least I get out of having to do all those chores !
This all reminds me of the old joke.
There's realy only two things in life to worry about!
Either your well, or your sick.
If your well, there's nothing to wory about. If your sick, there only two things to worry about.
Either you'll get well, or you'll die.
If you get well - nothing to worry about. If you die, there's only two thngs to worry about.
Either you got to Heaven, or to Hell.
If you go to Heaven - nothing to worry about. If you go to Hell....
...you'll be so busy shaking hands with your friends you won't have time to worry !
Paul.