Vision of the apocalypse: a blender filled with human hair.
Vision of the apocalypse: the world’s last operational computer, happily mining Bitcoin beneath an ocean of skeletons.
Vision of the apocalypse: Elon Musk and Grimes, bickering in space as the oxygen depletes.
Vision of the apocalypse: the white husks of what was once the Great Barrier Reef, carefully arranged across the desert to spell out “BERNIE WOULD HAVE WON”
Vision of the apocalypse: humanity compressed and collated by the machines into a literal facebook.
Vision of the apocalypse: basically Waterworld, except this time the whole ocean is piss, and everyone pees water, and everyone is going down on each other constantly just to survive.
Vision of the apocalypse: the ground starts rumbling. Screams in the distance. Stonehenge is activating.
Vision of the apocalypse: basically feudalism again, except this time the king is a magpie, and the crown is a Halloween mask of Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory.
Vision of the apocalypse: a drawing of a memory of a JPEG of a photograph of a painting of a sunflower.
Vision of the apocalypse: a gangrenous hand jacking it to the bulge of a mushroom cloud.
Vision of the apocalypse: George Clooney wants an espresso, but there are no more tiny cups.
Vision of the apocalypse: the planet finally wakes up and shakes us off it like a wet puppy.
ada connor 