End of All Days

   This is the time that will be remembered forever. This is when everyone will look back in either disgust of in sweet pleasure. I don't know which for I will relish life in sweet neutrality. When we shall fade and blow away into oblivion and see the blinding light of our diminishing, everlasting sun. When we shall no longer have books for they will become warmth when all the power fails for its final time. An eternal blackout. Everyone expects violence and panic, but most are too scared to leave their homes in fear of what is in their own heads.