As we move into the year that many are afraid is the last year, perhaps we should consider what December 21, 2012 means. First, as I understand this the Mayan Doomsday Prophecy is purely based on a calendar which scientist believe hasn’t been designed to calculate dates beyond 2012. Mayan archaeo-astronomers are even in debate as to whether the Long Count is designed to be reset to 0.0.0.0.0 after 184.108.40.206.0, or whether the calendar simply continues to 220.127.116.11.0 (approximately 8000 AD) and then reset. As Karl Kruszelnicki wrote:
However, if you choose to believe the end is this year then it may be in your best interest to rediscover what love is and what it means to humankind.
Is love as a principle of the universe, not the love we humans have cheapened to a ridiculous degree confusing love and lust? Is there such thing as love? What do people mean by such phrases: 'love is everything', 'love is life', 'God is love'? Are they just words or do they point to a deeper existential truth?
Is love merely another word for craving, leaving attachment, and want a breeding ground for the seeds of misery?
It is funny that on one hand, we live in a universe where life is sustained by everything eating everything and on the other hand, people tell us that love is what keeps everything going.
This acceptance may ensure that there is no disappointment. I suggest that perhaps the only way no disappointment could be achieved is that one would have to be well on the way to enlightenment.
n the other hand, perhaps this state of mind is a glimpse of what enlightenment would feel like. So have we invented love to give us hope of living a consistent and blissful life the way we have invented religions to give us hope that there is an beautiful heaven awaiting us in order not to fear death and the end of time as we know it.