the world has come to an end. everyone has either died or has fled the planet with a giant spaceship fit for thousands of dinosaurs. if only the technology was this advanced thousands of years ago, the dinosaurs would have just made it. the strong smell of pollution and blood oozed out of every crack in the almost coming down building. what could i have done? i am nothing compared to the power of the universe. what had to happen happened. and guess what...... i am actually glad that it happened. do you want to know why? of course you do. you are just like all of them. you just want to know everything even though it is none of your business.
when they were alive, they were all KILLERS. KILLERS, i tell you. they killed everything ranging from tiny ants right up to the largest of them all blue whale. not only were they guilty of murders, they also robbed the peace and harmony that once inhabited this world. but the crime that was the last strand that tore this world apart was the massacre of LOVE. the power that held the world together for all this years was near to be extinct.
prophecies were written even before mankind learned about science and technology. that in the era of dooms day, only one kind can survive and that kind was my kind. it was said that we (meaning my kind and i) will rule the earth until another generation of humans magically reappear on earth with a giant machine that can clean the earth in seconds ( between you and me, i don't think it is possible).
who would have thought that the creature that the humans were disgusted by will the ones to survive the apocalypse. what? what is that that you ask? what happened to all the other animals? well, they all died. when the asteroids came showering onto the earth, most of the animals couldn't take the heat and if the asteroids didn't kill them, then the tsunami and whirlwinds did. well, enough about the unlucky souls.
why i am telling you all this, you ask? first of all, i don't believe you are a human. from the large black screen of yours and the white frame, i figure that you are one of their inventions. you are a good friend though, you listen unlike other who don't. but then again, you are not responding so i might as well go back to my pile of clothes for it is getting really boring. well, here i go. waving my long antennae at you. i am really going to go. you sure you don't want to respond? fine, then. i fly to my pile of clothes. bye.
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