Go with the flow. That's pretty much been an attitude I have had for many years, now.
In the 1970's, I, too, felt like "the end is near." So much so, that I didn't give a crap about things for, oh, I guess it was about 4 or 5 years.
Then I snapped out of it.
I had things I could do. I had people to meet, to love, to enjoy, and deeds to do, no matter how small they might seem to me, were needed because they
meant much to others.
And, now, I am 56 years old. I have been contacted on facebook by people I had long forgotten, or had just decided, oh, well, that's a part of my
life that is over, sort of thing. These people now tell me how much something I did or said, meant greatly to them, and even changed their outlook on
life. Imagine me, a loser, heh, having some sort of positive effect on others.
I'm glad these folks have searched for me and contacted me, because it provides me the opportunity to respond to them in kind. They, too, had great
impact upon my life, my attitude and my spirit.
Yes, things seem to be speeding up, now. I recall it has always seemed that way to me. Each year going by faster and faster, each season not as long
as it seems it used to be. Art Bell calls it The Quickening. Maybe that is what it is. I am not an expert on the Mayan calendar, but I recall reading
somewhere that it is made up of shorter and shorter periods of, for lack of a better word, ages.
But, hey. It's all good. Enjoy living. Enjoy friends and familiy and loved ones. As for me, although I have no idea if anyone will ever see all the
paintings I spend lots of time working, rather, playing, on. I'm not going to stop painting just because, maybe, the world will end in 2012. I'm
enjoying right now. And, I believe I will take all this experience and love from friends and family with me, wherever it is I end up. That's my job.
That's my purpose.