2012

A rumor, brewed from the West, reached our village. The world would end. And the giant one would tell us how. It was a long and heated debate. Friendships were lost. In the end the elders decided to send three villagers to the giant and report back how the world would meet its fate. I was one of those three.

Thus, on Tuesday, the 17th of November, we journeyed south to the giant. The journey was hard. We braved strong winds and heavy rains in order to reach the giant. It was as though a force hidden beneath the winds and rains wanted us not to know how our world would end. But we were determined. We were brave.

The sun has long since hidden itself by the time we reached the giant's place. The moon shone brightly without a hint of the heavy rains during our journey.

The rumors were real. The giant one knew the world was about to end. And he knew how it would happen. But beneath the amazing detail of his story, a ray of hope. Some would survive. The world would be destroyed, but not completely. It was good knowing there would be survivors, even as I know none would come from our village.

We journeyed home. I presented our report to the elders. The elders presented it to the village. We said our goodbyes.

Okay, above was a writing exercise. Below are my thoughts on the movie 2012.

It was surreal watching the planet being destroyed swiftly and in a detailed way. As I watched the monk being swept away as he tolled his last gong, I said to myself, Charlie was right to stay put. There's not a lot that anyone can do. I saw no Filipino aboard those arks. And a computer simulation showed the Philippine archipelago getting buried underwater. I suppose there's nothing I could do in that situation. I'd just wait for the gigantic tidal waves to approach me and tweet my last: I see the waves coming towards me. I guess this is goodbye. #apocalypse. But by then, the fiber optic lines connecting the interwebs would have been destroyed long before I'd get my first glimpse of the giant waves. I'd see in my TweetDeck Twitter Status: Problem with all feeds. In the end, when the waters have long subsided and future archaeologists study a solid state drive once belonging to a startup called Twitter, they'd see my actual last tweet to be: Woke up early to the news that America has started evacuations. I see the sun outside. Hope the waves never come.