Well Sydney woke up to an interesting day. The sky was red and the end times were surely upon us. Well that was the first thing I thought of when my alarm rudely woke me from a deep sleep and as I rolled over to snooze the damn thing, Triple J’s breakfast team were talking about what you would do with half an hour left to live, I noticed  through my dark blue curtains that something was just not right outside.

I launched myself out of bed in a panic, something I only do when I’m running late after sleeping through my alarm. I pulled back my curtains and the world had developed a very red hue and it certainly looked apocalyptic in nature. Automatically my mind shifted into this doomsday scenario as if the book of revelations wasn’t the piece of fiction I thought it was. Because there in front my eyes the world looked like some aftermath of nuclear war. It was red. Everything was red! I should’ve taken a photo but I was not thinking rationally. Maybe it was because I just woke up and I was still dreaming, but the fucking world was red. Red! Red! Red!

The sky is turning red
Return to power draws near
Fall into me, the skys crimson tears
Abolish the rules made of stone

Raining Blood – Slayer

So I rushed out into the living room and had look online and sure enough I wasn’t the only one seeing red. The whole of Sydney was caked in red dust. But still my pulse was racing, surely this was the end of time and biblical prophecy had awakened from its slumber. So I flicked the tele on to channel Seven’s Sunrise and they also confirmed the dust storm theory.

230909 Red Storm Rising Sydney Dust Storm by Nico Nelson

Although for a brief moment I wanted to believe that this was the end so that at least I’d have definite proof that religion was indeed true, I still looked for answers from a legitimate scientific perspective. This time it was a dust storm but tomorrow some other extraordinary event may deceive me into  jumping automatically to supernatural phenomena to explain the ordinary world. I guess it goes to show how we confabulate stories to explain the mystery that surrounds us. However there always seems to be a  more reasonable explanation just around the corner. One need only exercise patience and the truth will reveal itself. Having said that, the apocalypse still appeals to me more than just some freak dust storm. Maybe its my pessimism holding me in this strange land of impending doom. Now alls I need is some proof to confirm my suspicion that the end is nigh.