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It was, now it Isn't

Existence is far too transitory a state to comfortably inhabit. Everything is, for a while, until it isn’t. What fundamental aspects of you or your world currently are but will inevitably cease to be? Are you dreaming? In a simulation? Is everything just as it seems, but in just a few seconds, someone is going to kick open your door and blow you away with a shotgun? If so at one point in the past, do you suspect you and this other individual were set on this collision course?  Was it some point in the last few years or was this event set in motion long before your existence by forces of such a macro nature they are imperceptible to us? Can this be considered fate or is fate just a euphemism for chaos? The twin nuclear reactions that snuffed out hundreds of thousands in a flash of light hotter than the Sun each occurred in 1/1 millionth of a second. The cities became rumble and the people left only shadows. They were until they weren't. 

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