First of all, I owe the scintillating concept of Apocalypse Porn to David at Lorian. He wrote an article about the thrills of waiting for the end of the earth, and it really caught my attention.
What is Apocalypse Porn? The belly-thrill that comes from thinking of horrible disasters (that happen to someone else) from which you (and/or your group) will be saved, because you either believe the right thing, have the right relationship with the right savior, or your vibes are completely in tune. Lucky you.
I am a recovering Apocalypse Porn addict. Back in the day, before even the Harmonic Convergence, I had a small and strange group of friends who talked about survivalism, hiding barrels of dried food, and learning to weave our own cloth in preparation for the days without Target. This was the 80s, now. It’s a good thing we didn’t overstock on those food barrels. In those days we talked about the Rapture. Then there was Y2K, and now we’ve got 2012 to look forward to.
As the spirituality movement heated up I was right there with it, and it has always seemed like at least a few cards in the New Age deck have been devoted to planetary destruction. It doesn’t take a whole lot of imagination to see that humankind is doing a number on Gaia, and if we don’t make some serious changes, the end does not look pretty. Thus, all the excitement about Judgement Day.
But Judgement Day has been around a lot longer than the holes in the ozone layer, and this points to the longing for rescue. We seem to think that nothing will smack humanity into shape like a couple of first-class tsunamis, a plague, and widespread famine, not to mention other post-modern disasters like terrorism and nuclear war. When things get really, really bad (we think), our savior will come.
But here’s the rub. We are the saviors. We are responsible for cleaning up the mess that we’ve made socially, economically, environmentally and politically. I don’t know what God-Allah-The-Universe has in store, but I find it hard to believe that any intelligent force would let us get this far, only to deprive us of the opportunity to grow.
Further, I don’t know anyone who has ever found healing through trauma, tragedy and horror. If humanity is going to get through this, it will be with love. Only love will remind us that all of us–Arab, American, criminal, tea party member, hippie–all of us are in this together. We’re co-existing with the conscious planet, Earth. We’re meant to discover the truth that the universe is constructed out of compassion, and that anything else is only forgetting who we are.
There’s no doubt about it: we are living in dangerous times. I don’t know if the outcome is certain. But I do know that each and every one of us is connected to a powerful, beautiful, generous Source, and that’s the place from which we can work our way through this tricky age.
No Apocalypse required.