I decline to accept the end of man. It is east enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the vast worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.
I refuse to accept this, I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion, sacrifice and endurance.
What if the Mayan Prophecy was correct? The world is about to end in 2012, what will become of us?
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