{"id":743,"date":"2018-01-01T18:00:56","date_gmt":"2018-01-01T18:00:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/?p=743"},"modified":"2022-10-26T11:33:35","modified_gmt":"2022-10-26T11:33:35","slug":"apocalypse-man","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/apocalypse-man\/","title":{"rendered":"Apocalypse Man"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">by Joe Stanley<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">WELL DOCTOR, I WON&#8217;T WASTE your time. I know what I want&#8230; what I need to talk about. I&#8217;m gripped by a growing fear, a phobia, perhaps, but more like an obsession. You see, I fear death. I&#8217;m afraid to die. While I can imagine that is very common, there is more to it and the reason I fear it, I think you will find, is quite uncommon.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">As a boy, I came close to death many times. These were, of course, terrifying experiences, but they were all the more because I didn&#8217;t fully understand. I knew intuitively that something terrible almost happened but incapable of appreciating what they really meant.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">When I grew into a young man, the horrible truth began to dawn on me. At first, I told myself it was nothing more than luck that kept me alive. But, eventually, fortune alone could not suffice to convince me. Against the fear, I rose to challenge it by telling myself that something, some unknown force, was protecting me. It simply would not allow me to die.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I am sure my youth can account for such a perspective; it is such a child-like notion. You may understand that I became somewhat daring, even reckless, so sure I was of my blessed invulnerability.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">Among my friends, there was a joke that the only word needed to describe me was &#8216;balls&#8217;.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">But those same friends and members of my family have slowly and steadily died. The thought of death, as I said, must be an awful idea to the human mind, but to lose the ones you love to that grim and ghastly reaper is far worse. I began to suspect that death had spared me but taken them, and I even believe that my own life is bought with each and every demise.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">In the effort to convince myself that I was wrong, I made a study of my near-death experiences and the losses of life that had occurred around me. Rather than disproving it, I did the complete opposite. I confirmed it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">Thus began my obsession with staying alive. I feared that each time I was in danger another taken in my place. I started observing a strict regimen of diet and exercise. I worried endlessly about my health. I began to guard myself from all dangers. I even quit my job and I rarely leave my house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">Traveling here was an exercise in courage; the roads are so dangerous&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I can&#8217;t climb a ladder. I throw out good food for fear it has gone bad. I won&#8217;t allow any kind of toxic chemicals in my home. I&#8217;ve become a hypochondriac. My family doctor practically groans each time he sees me, and I see him quite often.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I know it&#8217;s ridiculous. I know it must sound insane, but&#8230; it gets even worse.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">A rational man recognizes that, when he dies, the world will go on without him. I myself, knowing so many that have passed on, can attest that we are still here. But I can&#8217;t shake the idea that I only live because others have gone in my place. And I am getting older, my health is, despite my precautions, beginning to fade.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">In short, eventually, I must die. And what will happen when I die?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">If I am right, if the universe has somehow made an effort to keep me alive, I don&#8217;t think this is for my sake. I believe it has done this through an effort to preserve itself. I could almost laugh it off, it&#8217;s ridiculous. But year after year, I&#8217;ve watched the world grow darker and vile. People, societies, nations&#8230; they all seem bent on annihilation. All around are wars, climate changes, pandemics, gang violence, terrorism and terrors I can&#8217;t even conceive.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">And I am terrified that&#8230; When I die, the universe will come to an end. It&#8217;s just a matter of time. When I walk out that door, when I go out into that bloody, violent world&#8230; I risk it all, for everyone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">But, no matter what I do or don&#8217;t do, eventually I must die and there&#8217;s nothing I can do about it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">I must die&#8230;<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">and we will die&#8230;.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino, serif; font-size: 14pt;\">-end-<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/jenny-greenteeth\/\">back to previous episode<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/still-waters\/\">forward to next episode<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/jonathanharker.co.uk\/theghostlyworld\/\">back to list of stories<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>by Joe Stanley WELL DOCTOR, I WON&#8217;T WASTE your time. I know what I want&#8230; what I need to talk about. I&#8217;m gripped by a growing fear, a phobia, perhaps, but more like an obsession. You see, I fear death. I&#8217;m afraid to die. 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