I am leaving town to visit the most beautiful and darkest place in the world: Orange County. The sun beaming across your face as you frolic across the sandy shores and the heaviness of immorality and vanity hovering over you as you try to pretend like it is not there. Every time I visit southern Cali two things happen: I get a tan and I am aware of how weak I really am. I usually become aware of the fact that most of the people chilling on the beach are completely clueless to the coming tsunami. My goal during this five day trip is to love my family with everything in me but I also feel a great stirring inside of me to proclaim what I know to be true: It is the end of the age and in knowing this are we living like it is true?