The Final Statement

When the universe exploded, I was sad. I’d hoped for so much more than the deflated cloud of vermillion like so much spreading blood. There was no catastrophic bang, no grand finale, no last hurrah, in fact, barely a whimper. You’d have thought after all the effort in growing it, all the struggles both physical and metaphysical, there might have been some massive, last statement. But there wasn’t. What a pity. What a waste. I took my finger off the button.

26 thoughts on “The Final Statement

  1. I know you are a powerful writer, but I was only teasing about the god of war remark. Will it help if I make offerings of coffee, chocolate, and vanilla ice cream in hopes of saving the world πŸ™‚

      1. Oh. I believe there’s a part before this passage and one after this πŸ™‚ I guess them out. It looked mysteriously spiritual to me

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