El fin del mundo
Porta
The end of the world
It's the end of the ends, the world is dying with so much garbage in between, I doubt it will recover, and it's only in our hands the future of the planet, pollution, alteration of time and there's no way to avoid war, fights for nothing, I only know that if things continue like this humanity is finished, it's the Terminal crisis, the end, the Apocalypse, the end, no one can change what's written here, and from my desk I communicate the Mayan prediction, God's creation was just another mistake, we create destruction at every step, hatred greed envy, are just three of thousands of cases a failure in each personal diary, how many things are left to do, and how many you will never be able to count, our selfishness is transformed into pollution, we are closer to the end after every fire flood doesn't want to generate more energy, Mother Nature is tired and the sun doesn't want to set, the poles are melting, due to global warming, blame the atmosphere? (No!) the blame lies with a deadly gas for the ozone layer, (yes!) we are demons, all for oil or monopoly, and the human being disgusts me, and I include myself in that, too many want to play God and, I don't know what the future holds for us but I predict only chaos, abandoned animals, abused bodies are the limit of the border, (Yes!) you decide good or bad you just have to cross the road
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Winds move the sea, earth spits lava at us, rain falls on this page that will be erased, a story that will be real and that's what it's based on, it's just the world warning us that everything ends
On the other side I don't know what's there, (no way!) maybe the same the earth self-destructs with each earthquake, a suicidal spirit ends part of itself? And there's no happy ending when a tsunami hits you, a hurricane of magnitude welcome to reality so raw if there's someone up there they won't have mercy, our body is just another pawn in this chess game, a battle between heaven and hell through the Internet, the end of the world is approaching, (Why!) it will go down in history, told in the form of legend, and so we will be immortal forever the world is a business and we are the customers, there is no solution, everything will extinguish and it's the pure truth that the easiest thing here is to die, I know the sea will sink us, as it did with Atlantis the quantity will decrease (no one!) and there will be nothing left, the world will be like Edmidgar, no one will have their sweet home or maybe they will, but they will have to pay something that few can the fear is smelled in the city that the government hides an end doesn't mean it's not real and soon, it will be sooner than you imagine, so much that when you open your eyes you will realize what is coming, paths incline, and are hard to climb, the truth hurts so much that many will want to commit suicide, and I tremble every time I think about this, time consumes us, and will make a slower end with more suffering, the sky opens its doors, be alert! The final judgment is approaching the trumpets begin the first thunders
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Winds move the sea, earth spits lava at us, rain falls on this page that will be erased, a story that will be real and that's what it's based on, it's just the world warning us that everything ends.