Somewhere out in the merky depths of Pangea's "super ocean" floated
an ameba. His name was God...
Among the society of amebas God was considered a superior being. Though
this was something that he could not understand the reasoning behind,
for he was just like any other ameba.
On the super continent walked the decedents of God's brothers, the
Dinosaurs and the very scarce mammals. He often would wonder what
was his fate... Was he doomed to always be an ameba or would he
someday become something more?
One prehistoric day after performing his duties as superior ameba God
floated around doing nothing but using his imagination. Through his
thoughts he came up with the idea of the human. He pictured the beast...
It would have four limbs but only walk on two of them, he pictured
fur but not quiet as furry as the mammals that were coming about.
God liked what he had come up with and it consumed his every free
thought. Though God by now was thirty years old this creature was what
he wanted to become when he "grew up."
God "created the human" as he sat for hours on end giving this creature
a history, a brain, the ability to evolve and adapt. After about seven
days or so God had come up with a whole world for this new beast. He
pictured the human as any other animal giving it fear, pain, love, greed,
and a vast variety of other emotions. God gave it life...
God a giant ameba created us, breathed life into our very soul. The only
catch is that without God we do not exist. As time does not exist, neither
do we... We are the figment of an ameba's imagination and nothing more.
an ameba. His name was God...
Among the society of amebas God was considered a superior being. Though
this was something that he could not understand the reasoning behind,
for he was just like any other ameba.
On the super continent walked the decedents of God's brothers, the
Dinosaurs and the very scarce mammals. He often would wonder what
was his fate... Was he doomed to always be an ameba or would he
someday become something more?
One prehistoric day after performing his duties as superior ameba God
floated around doing nothing but using his imagination. Through his
thoughts he came up with the idea of the human. He pictured the beast...
It would have four limbs but only walk on two of them, he pictured
fur but not quiet as furry as the mammals that were coming about.
God liked what he had come up with and it consumed his every free
thought. Though God by now was thirty years old this creature was what
he wanted to become when he "grew up."
God "created the human" as he sat for hours on end giving this creature
a history, a brain, the ability to evolve and adapt. After about seven
days or so God had come up with a whole world for this new beast. He
pictured the human as any other animal giving it fear, pain, love, greed,
and a vast variety of other emotions. God gave it life...
God a giant ameba created us, breathed life into our very soul. The only
catch is that without God we do not exist. As time does not exist, neither
do we... We are the figment of an ameba's imagination and nothing more.
