The World is Going to END in March 2023! Really...?

I don't know what it is about us human beings, but we seem somehow obsessed with bad news and with the whole idea of being afraid of something terrible happening.

We sort of laugh at the people who stand on street corners, waving placards that read "Repent! The end is near!" but it's surprising to me how many seemingly intelligent and well meaning people obsess over such concepts as "the end of the world."

A friend of Mrs. Denmarkguy's — who's actually a very well educated and intelligent lady — is currently trapped down a rabbit hole in which the world is supposed to end in March of 2023.

I think of the myriad times — even just in my lifetime — where one group or another has been obsessed with the idea that the world is going to end, all of a sudden.

There was a whole Y2K debacle, and then there was the end of the world because Mayan calendar was ending, and there were some people who were all wrapped up in "Planet Nibiru" — or some simply called it "planet X" — being on a collision course with Earth. Even earlier, I think back when I was in college, there were some ruckus about the world ending because all the planets were aligned… the harmonic convergence, I think they called it?

Of course, each time these things come up, we end up with pretty much nothing… and we get up the following day and go back to work because there was basically "nothing to see here."

I think about these things, and now this new end of the world date for March 2023, and I find myself wondering whether the people who come up with these ideas end up disappointed when the world doesn't actually end?

For awhile I somehow ended up on the mailing list of one particular gentleman who seemed to have turned the idea that there would be a pole shift causing the end of the world into his eternal hobby and obsession.

Pretty much every day I would get a new email update from his online group — which actually had close to 10,000 members — talking about how on one day flooding in Bangladesh was an indication that "the pole shift was about to happen," on another day that record cold in Kansas was an indication that "the pole shift was about to happen." From where I was sitting it sounded like pretty much anybody sneezing out of turn was an indication that "the pole shift was about to happen."

I'm not sure what exactly happened to that guy, but I sometimes find myself wondering if he's bitterly disappointed that the world hasn't ended yet. Although… if the world actually ended he'd probably be dead so would he be able to be jubilant and vindicated at something he wouldn't be alive to enjoy?

I realize this probably all sounds pretty silly, but there are a lot of people out there who take this stuff very seriously.

I'm not sure what to think, really. I am open that the possibility that maybe they know something I don't. Bottom line however — at least for me — is that I don't wanna sit here and live in that much fear, all the time.

And with that, I'm gonna say thanks for stopping by and I hope you have a great week ahead! And just for good measure, I'm pretty sure the world is not going to end!

How about YOU? What do you think about end of the world theories? Have you ever sincerely been afraid that one of these predictions was going to come true? What do you mostly think they are the railings of insanity? Do leave a comment — share your experiences — be part of the conversation!

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