This was a project I did in high school. I can assure you I was on no drugs other than the Ritalin.
In the end I was just as alone if not more so than in the beginning. I was smaller than I was in the beginning. I had given of my being to create them. This left me incomplete. After many eons as their steward I began to fill up again. However, it all ended too soon. Something happened that I had not expected.
The beings that I had created were too curious for their own good. When I created them I made them from gut. Little did I know this would cause them to follow their gut instinct so many times no matter what the fact were saying. I made them from my gut because I hypothesized that if they had the feelings in my gut I would be able to treat them as equals. I never expected that they would become entirely unreasonable in their actions. I thought that if they were created of my being that they would be able to comprehend all the same things that I could. Boy, was I wrong.
The last one died just a while ago. She was the last of a once thriving civilization; a civilization that despite my best attempts destroyed itself. I was sad to see her fading away, however, there was nothing that I could do to reverse the events of her civilization. I could not undo the strip mining, the innovations that science had made, nor could I stop the explosion of all things purple. All I could do was make her death painless. I did this as best I knew how. I was going to use my four hundred foot long newspaper to squish her like a bug. Before I actually squished her I needed practice. Since I am the Supreme Being in this world and the next I decided that I could practice on many different types of animals just to make sure I had the technique perfected. After many tries I believed that I had finally perfected my technique. Now I was ready to help her move on painlessly. All I had to do was to find her. This was much harder than you would think seeing that I am omnipotent and omniscient. The reason that it was so hard to find her was because during the five short years that I took to train myself on how to best use the newspaper, I had dropped my glasses. Now at the peak of my creature-swatting career I had to take time out to look for my glasses.
After five years of looking I finally found my glasses. I had been wearing them the whole time. This was terrible because it meant that I needed a stronger perscription. The reason that this was catastrophic is because the last optometrist had died approximately sixty years prior. So for the next twelve years I wandered around the planet looking for the last descendant of my original creation. Although she looked little like the beings I had first created, she was still a descendant of my creations. I decided that just before I squished her I would reveal myself as her God along with all of the souls of her kin. I felt that if she could meet her creator she would not be as afraid at the time of her death.
I found her living in the valley where I had placed the first of her kind. It was ironic that my creations would end in the same place that they started in. I was ready to bring to an end her civilization. Though it may be gone I will never be able to forget. In a shrill voice I announced that I was her creator and the steward of her race. Then I revealed all of the generations to her. Then in one fell swing she became a red splash.
That red splash is all that is left of a once great civilization. It is now time for me to destroy even that splash of red. I do this not because I want to forget my creations, but in twelve days I have a more successful God from New York coming to look at my property with the intention of purchasing it.
Now, where did I leave that darned steam cleaner?
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