New Year.. Is it really?

“The future is no place to place your better days.”

- Dave Matthews, ‘Cry Freedom’

I thought first of writing something about the recent mishaps occuring all around the and with me personally, you know the usual sentimental whining about this and that and everything else. How the year was a lot many things, and not all of them especially endearing. How I hope this coming year might bring something new into our lives, some long overdue good news into mine! (frankly thats what I thought of when I started this post, so the contemplative title)

But then I thought, isnt that exactly the same that we do each new year? Write about how things havent turned out like we hoped it would. Make resolutions that we never seem to end up keeping. Dreaming huge dreams that seldom become reality. Expecting things that clearly come under the Unexpectables in your life for the time being.

So this year, no expectation. Zero cribbing. 100% fighting.

I am not gonna just sit back and see what life is gonna throw at me, bear it all silently. I am going to pick it all up, burden it more with my genius and shove it right back!

Only way to change anything in life is to do it by yourself and not wait for things to fall into place by itself. It rarely does!

This year has already started with some really good indications of long overdue changes happening. Lets see what happens.

Regardless of what might happen or might not happen, this one surely promises to be a helluva ride!

So all I can say now to you dearest 2013.. Bring it on!! ;-D

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The Doomsday can still come! The world, as we know it, can still come to an END!!

"Wild, dark times are rumbling toward us. And the Prophet who wishes to write a new apocalypse will have to invent entirely new beasts, beasts so terrible that the ancient animal symbols of St. John will seem like cooing doves and cupids in comparison."

- Heinreich Heine,

  "Lutetia; or, Paris" Augsberg Gazette, 1842

I did not know who Heine was at that time, nor did I know why he said that. But in light of recent events I am not sure if anything else would be more appropriate here.

There are times when pop culture, with all of its cliches and overdramatic urban legends, comes out with something so logically convincing and outright bizarrer that the whole world mankind unwillingly (or willingly as an escape from reality) ends up believing it.

21, December, 2012 was one such legend.

People were falling prey to it everywhere. Dozens for documentaries were made, hundreds of websites and forums created to bring together people of this cult to prepare for the "end of time" conflicts, thousands of bunkers and strongholds built in basements and high hills where people shut themselves up for most of the second half of the year. Millions spend on a high budget ($200mto be precise) Roland Emmerich movie on it, which also incidentally earned its maker millions ($770m!)

So clearly, this was a big deal. Or so everyone thought until the day actually came.

It came and it went. Nothing of grave importance occured. It was just another day for most of the planet.

World did not end. Buildings did not crumble like sand castles. Cities did not slid into the ocean. Hot lava did not pour out of the mound in the park.

All that happened was that I missed the bus to work.

Nothing new there even.

We are back where we are. Right?