I get to live through 3 widely-believed "apocalypses" in my life. Two have already happened.
1) Y2K. On New Years 1999/2000 everyone thought the computers would take over the world. People hid out in bunkers, man. Bunkers.
2) May 21st 2011- The Rapture. Enough said.
3) And last, but not least, 2012. I can't f****** wait for 2012, because even the people I know who make fun of Y2K and the Rapture still defend the "Mayan Prophecy." Really, you guys? THIS is the apocalypse that's real?
And I can tell my dad all these three stories, he'll say "that's bullshit! those people are crazy!" and then he'll talk to me about the Book of Revalations.
Now, I know we want to take everything on Earth to h*** with us, but it's just not going to happen. In fact, scratch that. I don't even think we can destroy ourselves. It would have to be a pretty big nuclear war. We're like cockroaches.
Ok, so we may or may not be able to destroy ourselves. But the world? The world will be fine. There isn't going to be an End of the World. The World was here before we were and it'll be here when we're gone.