So, in case any of you missed the memo, the end of the world is nigh. Nigh, as in NOW. I have to admit that as a young teen, I had some experience with Pentecostal Christians, tales of The Rapture, The Bride of Christ being taken away and the rest of us ( OBVIOUSLY the cool /fun people) left behind. To me, this just means that I can now afford REALLY NICE STUFF if all the stores will be unmanned. Looting, anyone??
By the way, I’m here to say that I unequivocally call BULLSHIT on this. There. You heard it here first, kids.
All this Rapture rap got me thinking, though, about being ‘enraptured’ and what that means.
Enraptured: tr.v. en·rap·tured, en·rap·tur·ing, en·rap·tures: To fill with rapture or delight.
en·rap
ture·ment : n. Synonyms: enrapture, entrance2, ravish, thrill, transport
These verbs mean to have a powerful, agreeable, and often overwhelming emotional effect on someone.
I know that regular readers of this blog might think that my relationship with Whitman is fraught with drama…what with all of the email-reading, Dom/sub, naughty points, extra people-fucking, etc. We sound like a couple of insecure whacked out sex-crazed kids sometimes.
But TRULY, I AM ENRAPTURED. DAILY (see definitions above). I am AMAZED daily by the love that we have. I am delighted and filled with wonderment at how this love found me, or found us. I thrill every moment that we are together and think constantly about the next time that we will be together. I CAN’T BELIEVE I’m so lucky to have this man in my life. Overwhelming. Really.
That being said, since today’s OBVIOUSLY everyone’s last day on Earth, let’s GET FUCKING, FOLKS!
Wait, it’s “rapture”?
Damn, and all this time I’ve been preparing for the “raptors.” I’ve been stocking up on guns, and making sure that I’ve replaced the door handles with round knobs.
Rapture by Raptors?
Lol…on the call for looting.
It’s the end of the world is absolute bullshit…but if it was then only those who believe in Judgement Day will disappear. And that’s a good thing. Get rid of the self-righteous religious zealots who judge everyone else.
http://pleasure-principle-hedone.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-end-of-world.html
Perhaps we need a judgement day for those who believe in a Judgment Day?
Or is that too redundant? Can we feed them to the Raptors?
Raptors feeding at the Rapture…sure that works.
Too funny. Well, apparently we’re ALL. STILL. HERE. Go figure!