The California Dream is made possible by old water and big water. Unfortunately, the former doesn’t care about us, and the latter’s running dry.
A couple peacefully contemplates their imminent destruction.
"I dreamt that it was all going to be over and a voice said it was; not any kind of voice I can remember, but a voice anyway, and it said things would stop here on Earth. I didn't think too much about it when I awoke the next morning, but then I went to work and the feeling as with me all day. I caught Stan Willis looking out the window in the middle of the afternoon and I said, 'Penny for your thoughts, Stan,' and he said, 'I had a dream last night,' and before he even told me the dream, I knew what it was. I could have told him, but he told me and I listened to him."
How the pop psychedelic author helped jumpstart the modern apocalypse movement after an alleged visit from “Quetzal-coatl, a mystical bird-serpent in Mayan myths.”
A couple goes about their relationship while the world outside may or may not be descending into chaos.
"When the announcement was made, my first instinct was to hold my breath in case whatever it was had already been released into the air. 'What?' Victor asked, coming in and turning down the volume. I exhaled. 'Gas masks,' I said."
Thirteen forms of rain, each apocalyptic in their own way.
"The glass came first in early morning. I watched through the only safe storm window. It sounded as if the sky itself was rippinglike some sick sour music box, cranked to cracking. The shards shattered on impact, each giving off a second spray. "
You get steeped in this stuff as a kid, even if some part of you was always skeptical, it's hard to lose the residual sense that everything unfolding in the world—from natural disasters to commerce and geopolitics—signals some approaching doomsday.