The Last Of Us

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(more of a filler? & kind of rushed because a certain someone forced me to write this Amellon2)
The sky was painted with purple and pink as well as many other mesmerizing colors. The birds were soaring high as ever, gliding along the wind. I sat and watched Mother Nature's creations do as they did every single day.

Ah, Mother Nature. I'm not one who believe's in Jesus or God and his minions. I do believe in Mother Nature though. It seems as though people of the older years, long before technology wormed it's way into the lives of humans, thought that a man --by the name of "God"-- had created the creatures that roamed Earth and Earth itself. To me, that doesn't sound right. The planets formed themselves and evolution created itself. I believe in that.

All of the things that occur in the everyday lives of humans and animals were all created by themselves sometime in the past, the long ago past. A human, a measly human, could not have made everything on this world. It could never be possible. Diseases, viruses, death, they all were created for one purpose. To kill. Now, today, that is exactly what's happening. All of the diseases and viruses formed together to make one giant killing machine, and that, people, is what we call an apocalypse. 

An apocalypse is, basically, the end of the world. It kills nearly every living thing on the planet. Kind of like some exterminator. Thank God, no wait -- evolution. If there wasn't a thing called an apocalypse, we would all over-populate the planet and eventually, we would all die off. Not that I want to die or anything, but I want to be alive to experience an apocalypse. I want to see how Earth works during those times, if it's stable enough to support life, or to help kill what's rest. 

I don't think I'm the only one who's ready for it. 

And I know it's soon.