In the beginning there was me. I was all there was. I was all there ever would be. My wonderful, self-centered existence would have continued forever if God had not ruined it.
For unknown reasons, God created the Heavens and the Earth and the rest of the damn Universe. I was no longer the center of things. I was not even close to the center, and nothing revolved around me.
God has a habit of hampering things. You make plans, and everything is going along fine. Then God creates a universe, or sends something like a flood or an earthquake, and there's a crimp in your plans.
I have been calling God for eons, but God's secretary says that God is always off somewhere creating other universes.
Other universes? God creating other universes? How comforting to know that I am not the only one who is no longer self-centered.
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