S.T. Rogers's Blog, page 7

“God found me again. When something terrible happens, it feels like running from God is the right...

“God found me again. When something terrible happens, it feels like running from God is the right thing to do. We have the tendency to escape back into ourselves and mourn forever. But God keeps looking for us. I opened myself up and accepted that He found me.” 

“But my story is so cliché. People always convert after near-death experiences. You don’t...

“But my story is so cliché. People always convert after near-death experiences. You don’t understand. My personality has to change if I’m going to be a believer. I feel like I can’t be sarcastic, like I can’t have fun anymore, like I can’t be who I am if I bring God into my life.”

“That’s not true, Rachel. That’s just your mind trying to set up road blocks. Everyone’s relationship with God is unique. You don’t have to be like me just because we believe in the same God. You can be yourself. God wants you to be yourself.”

“See,” Rachel said. “That right there: God wants you to be yourself. What the hell does that mean? How do you know what God wants? Why would you say something like that?”

John laughed. “You’re right,” he said. “I don’t know what God wants. Maybe I’ve been telling other people about God for too long. It’s a habit to speak as if my opinion were his voice. I’ll try and stop doing that.” 

There were parts of Human 1.0 that were perfectly acceptable to have relations with. There were...

There were parts of Human 1.0 that were perfectly acceptable to have relations with. There were factions that were supposedly peaceful and had nothing to do with the rebels and terrorists. 

Sara Brunson cared about only two things: her relationship with God and the well being of the planet...

Sara Brunson cared about only two things: her relationship with God and the well being of the planet Earth. She had died senselessly, proving to Fisher that there was no God watching. But there was an Earth. And Fisher planned on protecting this Earth against all those who would damage it, either with thoughtless chemicals or in the name of some false God. 

Rachel, drawing from her career as a public journalist, knew that people who agree are usually...

Rachel, drawing from her career as a public journalist, knew that people who agree are usually silent and dissenters have the loudest voice. 

“We all know the statistics, there are eleven billion people on planet Earth right now and when we...

“We all know the statistics, there are eleven billion people on planet Earth right now and when we hit fourteen, it will be uninhabitable. But those predictions are wrong. Do you know why?”

“I don’t know,” Louis said. “What do you mean?”

“We won’t make it to fourteen billion,” Fisher said. “We will destroy the Earth with pollution and war and long before we hit that number. Natural resources will become so scarce in the next ten years that countries will destroy each other over the last reserves. The violence will escalate until the last bit of coal has been mined, the last drop of oil burned. We will die in a black cloud and a hail of bullets, Louis.” 

The war raged on even though the world was falling apart. First came the earthquakes. They shook for...

The war raged on even though the world was falling apart. First came the earthquakes. They shook for nearly three days on and off in every corner of the earth. The damage was staggering, the death toll unspeakable. Two months after the earthquakes, several meteors fell from the sky. In the past, these meteors might have been tracked and broken up in outer space, but many of the men and women who did such things had perished in the earthquakes and certainly their tools they would use for the extraterrestrial mission were destroyed. Seven meteors hit the Earth; one in California, starting a massive forest fire: one in Japan, one in India, one in Germany, one in the Sudan, one in Australia, and one straight into the heart of the Mediterranean Sea. The Mediterranean hit proved to be the most crucial. The meteor killed all sea life in the area and this was the last source of sustenance that the dwindling Human 1.0 rebels were using to survive. Many of the rivers’ waters were poisoned by the dust from the meteors and the amount of dead and unburied bodies that populated the Earth grew clouds of drifting vermin—flies, wasps, mosquitoes, locusts, cicadas. The surviving humans were covered in boils, living only to find water and food and to fight their never-ending war. 

Some places in the world were still untouched by the chaos of war, but they were hard to find. One...

Some places in the world were still untouched by the chaos of war, but they were hard to find. One such place was in the mountains of Tibet. Tibet had long been known for its spiritual reclusively and this trait held until the very end. 

“The consciousness isn’t magical or sacred. I’m able to recreate it through metal and plastic.”

“The consciousness isn’t magical or sacred. I’m able to recreate it through metal and plastic.”    

“And now every American big cat is on the endangered list. And moose. Moose, really?” “You’re...

“And now every American big cat is on the endangered list. And moose. Moose, really?”

“You’re still talking about death, you know.”

“Oh,” Louis said. “Right, but it’s extinction. It’s different. Imagine the last one dying. There will never be another creature like it on the earth.”

“We could clone the grizzly back into existence.”

“But clones don’t mate correctly,” Louis said. “So we clone more.”

“It’s not the same.”