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The Last Man On Earth

Apparently I’m the last man on earth.

It would appear that some kind of virus has wiped out mankind – well mankind minus me, that is. There’d been dire warnings about it but nobody had taken a lot of notice, we’d heard it all before. Turns out this one was for real. It was frightening how quickly it happened. You could be walking down the street and literally watch people drop down dead in front of you.

That was two months ago. Since then I’ve travelled around much of Europe. The same scene wherever I go, lots of dead bodies and an eerie silence.

I’ve no idea why the virus left me alone, lucky I suppose, or unlucky, depends how you look at it. I used to believe in God but now, I’m not sure. I’ve got so many unanswered questions. I mean if there is a God then why this? Why has he spared me? What am I supposed to do? Even Adam had Eve, I’ve got nobody.

Keeping myself alive is easy, there’s no shortage of food and drink and I can live wherever I like. The problem is the loneliness. There are only so many conversations you can have with yourself. Every now and again I think I catch a glimpse of someone in the shadows but there’s never anyone there, just my imagination yearning for the impossible.

I’ve started popping into any churches I come across. I’m working on the theory that I should find God in one of them, surely. In desperation I’ve even started talking to him again. In the old days it was something I did privately. Now I do it out loud. Once I used to be reverential now I tell him what I really think and I don’t hold back on the bad language. I just wish he would talk back, get angry even.

Once or twice, when the isolation really gets to me, I’ve been tempted to end it all. At those darkest times I feel as if I’m losing my mind completely. Then I stop and realize that if I go, if I give up, then that’s it, the end of the human race. I can’t let that happen.

So I’ve got no choice really. I’ve started leaving notes in each of the churches that I visit just in case God drops by when I’m not there. I’m hoping that he’s going to give me a sign soon, let me in on his grand plan. There has to be a plan – doesn’t there? I can’t just be the last man on earth. Can I?

MikeJackson©2017

The End Of The World 

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I’d always known it was going to be a tight contest. The rules had been simple, ‘winner takes all’ and he’d won. Despite my efforts the people had slowly but surely turned against me. The resulting greed, violence, hypocrisy, we’re exactly what he’d wanted. Whatever I had to offer seemed so paltry  in comparison. In the end I had no choice but to admit defeat. In my capitulation speech I tried to remain calm and graceful graceful. Lucifer hardly listened, his impatience quite disgusting. So here I am, watching helplessly,  as he slowly destroys the world I so lovingly created.

MikeJackson©2016

My Drabble Project – Day 22, Story 63

Time For A Change

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The latest report on planet Earth made very distressing reading. Despite repeated warnings the people on this insignificant planet were still making an unholy mess of things. Wars, famine, greed, lust – all getting worse by the day. It was as if history had taught them nothing. He wouldn’t have minded so much if he hadn’t cared, but he had. He’d lost count of the number of warnings he’d sent them over the years. There was that great flood, for instance, with that chap Noah. You’d think that would have been warning enough. Then there had been no end of plagues and famines, but still they didn’t learn. He’d even sent some of his best people down to them offering advice and guidance, but  most of it fell on deaf ears.

The powers that be, had lost patience with him, he was being replaced. His ‘Saving Mankind’ project had been declared a failure and he was being moved on. The new job title sounded fancy but everyone knew he was being side lined, made a scapegoat for Earth’s failings. Within hours of his resignation a new creator had been appointed. Some young thing, keen to make a name for himself. The word was that he’d  already sent in a specially trained Angel task force, who had successfully implemented a scorched earth strategy. Everything on the old Earth had been eliminated, ready for a fresh start. The young creator had some radical ideas about what the new Earth would look like.

MikeJackson©2016

The End Is Nigh

Some time ago I was wandering through the city of Chester when I saw a chap walking about with a sandwich board draped over his shoulders with the message -‘The End Is Nigh’. This story came to me.

earth-living-planet-report_1552012The latest report on planet Earth made very distressing reading. Surprising really when you think how well it had all started. The whole project was completed in six days, well ahead of schedule. As a result the whole team had been given a day off. His biggest mistake had been the creation of mankind. At the time it seemed like the most obvious way forward but now, in hindsight, it was probably a major flaw.

Despite repeated warnings the people on this insignificant planet were still making an unholy mess of things. Wars, famine, greed, lust – all getting worse by the day. It was as if history had taught them nothing. He wouldn’t have minded so much if he hadn’t cared, but he had. He’d lost count of the number of warnings he had sent them over the years. There was that great flood, for instance, with that chap Noah. You think that would have been warning enough. Then there’d been no end of plagues and famines, but still they didn’t learn. He’d sent some of his best people down to them offering advice and guidance, but  most of it fell on deaf ears.

The powers that be, had lost patience with him, he was being replaced. His ‘Saving Mankind’ project had been declared a failure and he was being moved on. The new job title sounded fancy but everyone knew that he was being side lined, made a scapegoat for Earth’s failings.

Within hours of his resignation a new creator had been appointed. Some young thing, keen to make a name for himself. The word was that he’d  already sent in a specially trained Angel task force who had successfully implemented a scorched earth strategy. Everything on the old Earth had been eliminated, ready for a fresh start. The new creator had some radical ideas about what the new Earth should look like.

MikeJackson©2015

Another Bloody Hole!

A welcome return of Sunday Picture Press. Some great photo prompts, check them out.

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Another Bloody Hole!

‘Well Peter, any idea how it happened?’

‘Appears it was an accident sir. Two male Angels fighting over some female and one of their lightning bolts went astray. I’ve got them both locked up waiting for your instructions. I thought maybe a severe reprimand and a week in the other place might teach them a lesson.’

‘Best make it a fortnight Peter. We don’t want the others thinking we’re going soft. And have a word with the female as well, make sure she did nothing to provoke all of this. Now, what news on the damage?’

‘Our reports show that it was fairly minimal sir. Obviously the bolt left a somewhat large hole in the domes wall but casualties on Earth were only slight. It would appear the bolt of lightning hit a Church just outside of a place called Birmingham. Twenty injured and being cared for in the local hospital and seven dead.’

‘Make sure the dead are given VIP treatment as soon as they arrive Peter, it’s the least we can do. Oh and Peter, if any of the seven were meant to be going to the other place can you make the necessary changes to their records to ensure they get in here. No need to let him down there know. He’s not going to miss a few lost souls. Now what about the damage to the dome?’

‘It’s being taken care of as we speak sir. Unfortunately there was some leakage, nothing we could do about it really, given the circumstances.’

‘So what are the consequences?”

‘It means the planet will be in for some pretty nasty storms over the next few weeks. We’re looking at further melting of the ice gaps, more flooding and hurricanes. Our initial calculation is that the death toll across the whole planet could be between 1.5 million and 2 million. I’ve alerted the staff here that we could be in for a busy time with new arrivals. Do you want me to inform him below sir?’

‘I suppose so. Though it galls me to think that it was our Angels that are going to be responsible for a surge in his numbers. He’ll enjoy reminding me of that. When you’ve done that Peter have a stern word with all the young Angels. Remind them of the trouble I had creating that world below and the difficulties we have in keeping the fragile infrastructure viable. Any more accidental damages to that protective dome could prove to be fatal.’

‘Will do sir. Oh and sir, before you leave, I was wondering if you’d had a chance to look at my report on the Pearly Gates, they are beginning to look a bit …’

MikeJackson©2014

Waiting For God

Another interesting photo prompt for this week’s challenge from ‘Visual Dare’

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Waiting For God

I’m knackered! Been in here for ages. It was the big banner by the side of the main door that attracted me.

GOT A PROBLEM? COME IN AND SHARE IT WITH GOD
NO CHARGE’ 

I was struck by the ‘no charge’ bit. Nowadays you can pay a fortune for personal advice and counselling. Must say I was a bit surprised when I came in, nobody else in the place. Wondered at first if I’d  got the wrong day. Mind you they must have been expecting a crowd, all these chairs.

To start with I just sat here quietly. I heard once that he’s good at tuning in. Quite clever really. No need for words, just let your problems flood your mind and wait. Nothing’s happened yet. Maybe he’s a bit busy. Think I’ll have a lie down. Hopefully when things get quieter he’ll pop over for a chat. Who knows?

MikeJackson©2013