I can’t write a post today. There’s no time. THERE’S NO TIME.

The science council has ignored my warnings. They have failed to act, and now the planet is doomed.

We could have saved it, if only they’d listened. But my people have grown complacent and refuse to heed my words.

There’s nothing left to do. I have built a rocket, but it only has room for a single passenger. And so, I will send my child to the stars, to a new world, where he may live among a much younger race, who will look to him as a light and a hero.

The quakes have already begun. There is no time.