The god that was completely misunderstood (Part 2)
Oh no, the Council wouldn't allow for that. So he stuffed all the wrong universes into the Big Universe Shredder, a thing supplied to every certified god of the Multiversioned Superuniverse, and pressed the button. In case you're asking, gods do press buttons to shortcut the tedious tasks of magical tricks and all that stuff. Just as he had done so a deep loud squeaking "WOOT!! WOOT!!" rang out and he knew it was time for lunch. So he devoured some left over universes and gulped down a botlle of Dark Energy, the Multiversioned Superuniverse version of liquor. He was on high spirits now. But he had worries too.
He worried about that hideous attempt of a universe that he had let slip through his first evaluations. He couldn't backtrace that move of him, maybe it was because he didn't have a good night's rest since in the Multiversioned Superuniverse there seldom are (if you allow for the fact that seldom can imply infinitely many times). But fact was that he somehow was intrigued by the idea to dabble a little with that less than mediocre universe he had left be.
>> to be continued
Oh no, the Council wouldn't allow for that. So he stuffed all the wrong universes into the Big Universe Shredder, a thing supplied to every certified god of the Multiversioned Superuniverse, and pressed the button. In case you're asking, gods do press buttons to shortcut the tedious tasks of magical tricks and all that stuff. Just as he had done so a deep loud squeaking "WOOT!! WOOT!!" rang out and he knew it was time for lunch. So he devoured some left over universes and gulped down a botlle of Dark Energy, the Multiversioned Superuniverse version of liquor. He was on high spirits now. But he had worries too.
He worried about that hideous attempt of a universe that he had let slip through his first evaluations. He couldn't backtrace that move of him, maybe it was because he didn't have a good night's rest since in the Multiversioned Superuniverse there seldom are (if you allow for the fact that seldom can imply infinitely many times). But fact was that he somehow was intrigued by the idea to dabble a little with that less than mediocre universe he had left be.
>> to be continued
"I'm like a rabbit suddenly trapped, in the blinding headlights of vacuous crap" - Tim Minchin in "Storm"
Christianity is perfect bullshit, christians are not - Purple Rabbit, honouring CS Lewis
Faith is illogical - fr0d0
Christianity is perfect bullshit, christians are not - Purple Rabbit, honouring CS Lewis
Faith is illogical - fr0d0
