Chapter 13 Fun Playing God
Needless to say our star crossed lovers spent that night in each others arms. In fact they had spent every night for the last three weeks in each others arms. Never had either one been so happy, so warm, so full of joy. Kate was used to men being douche-bags, but she felt Jack was soft and sweet, but so masculine at the Same time. Plus she wanted to take care of him. She felt she understood him, and the world didn’t. The world just locked him up. But she wouldn’t shun him, she wouldn’t hurt him. And Jack knew this, and for the first time in his life he felt comforted and at peace. What Jack couldn’t believe was how much light and change had come into his life, in a single night.
They awoke each day at her apartment. A studio a few blocks away from Hal and Conners home. This morning, he heard her sing in the shower, she was singing “God’s gonna cut you down” by Johnny Cash and Jack was simply intoxicated by the beauty of her voice.
While lost in her song, he danced about her apartment and by her impressive bookshelf. Upon which he decided to grab a book and lose himself in both her voice and her books. He walked the shelves until he found the one that struck his interest the most
He picked the one with the most worn out spine. A collection of short stories by some author who had 17 manuscripts lying around from his teen years after he died. “Clearly she reads this one a lot,” thought Jack, “I should get a sense for her taste in books if this is going to work out.”
He cracked open the book the first story and began, losing himself in Kate’s songs.
Fun Playing God
by *******************
*Authors Name Omitted for Liability
I am God. I Control the heavens and the Earth. I crafted and molded the peak of Everest and I spread the water across the seas. Life is a canvas and all that is and all that you see is my masterpiece, the beauty of the stars and galaxies are my Mona Lisa, and the majesty of my creatures are my David. Out of the billion and billions of my creations among my stars, Earth was my masterpiece, my requiem.
Yet, when I created this Earth I found something was missing. There was nobody to appreciate it but me. I thought I was being selfish, so I created other beings, humans, to share these gifts. I gave you the planet out of selflessness hoping that you would in turn bless another soul by returning the kindness of the Earth . I also hoped that all would give to the Earth as it gave to them.
But I was wrong. You humans have raped my beautiful creation. The earth has become a filthy scum ridden infestation. Greed is as constant as oxygen. My perfect blend of sea and land, unlike all the other planets, my perfect piece of art, my child, my greatest creation, full of evil. pain, and greed, all thanks to you. Don’t worry, like most artists will tell you, when there is something wrong with a picture, you fix it. Robert Louis Stevenson created three drafts until he perfected DR. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, I just need to do the same to earth.
Actually, you humans are doing that for me. Climate Change , Depressions, Wars, disease, all because of your lack of responsibility. You guys sort of took all the work out for me.
THE ANSWERS
What are the Answers?
Where are the answers?
Are they hidden?
Is there a definite answer?
Answer to what?
What is the question?
Do you know?
Does anyone know?
Who is anyone to say that they know?
I thought no one knows?
Maybe some do, and most of us don’t, so that’s why they are so hard to find?
But then how did those people find the answers?
I hear these so often, truth be told the answer is there is no answer.
YOU ARE NOT THE SUBJECTS OF A GRAND LEADER. WE ARE EQUALS IN THIS WORLD. WE NEED THE BEGGAR AS WE MUCH AS WE NEED THE WORKER, FOR THERETO BE UP THEREMUST BE DOWN. IF DOWN WAS ALWAYS DOWN, AND UP DIDN’T EXIST, DOWN WOULDN’T EXIST, BECAUSE DOWN WOULD ALWAYS BE DOWN, IT WOULD BE CONSTANT. REMEMBER THIS, ALSO REMEMBER TO SEE THROUGH THE PROPAGANDA EJACULATED TO YOU BY YOUR COMFORTERS. LIVE BEYOND THE ILLUSION OF COMFORT, ONE FREE OF COMFORT AND DISCOMFORT IS TRULY AT PEACE. THEY SEE THE WORLD AS IT IS.
And so it was, the word of the lord.
Peace.
Love.
Happiness.
This was all there was supposed to be to life, but thanks to you cowardly fucks overcomplicating everything by creating your mirage. You have destroyed what was Eden,and you bastards raped it to shreds.
When I look back I wonder what happened, I wonder how It came out of my grasp.
Let’s tell a few stories, maybe you can get my point.
With every believer there is a prayer, and all those prayers have to come to me, do you understand what it is like to have millions of voices in your heads at once?
Every prayer someone is almost always asking for something, rarely is it ever just one of thanks. Some things I can help with and something’s I can’t. I can’t make your dreams come true, I cannot grant wishes, I am merely a teacher, you are the own who must evaluate my lessons.
THERE IS NO DIVISION, THERE IS NO SEPARATION. EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED, WE ARE ALL ONE, GIANT INFINITE BEINGs ALWAYS EXPANDING AND EVOLVING.
WE ARE ALL ONE THING, THIS DIVISION IS SIMPLY A MIRAGE. A MIRAGE THAT IF YOU FAIL TO SEE THROUGH, YOU WILL SUFFER, AND YOU WILL FAIL TO SEE THE SEPARATION OF SUFFERING AND JOY. YOU WILL BECOME ADDICTED TO THE RUSH OF THE DEEDS BUT THE COMEDOWN OF SUFFERING IS FOREVER THE PRICE OF THIS HIGH. ABANDON THE MIRAGE. MIND IS THE FORERUNNER OF ALL ACTIONS.
And so it was, the word of the Lord.
Even an evildoer feels happy
Before his negative actions reach fruition.
However when the evil ripens
He will have a bountiful harvest of evil results.
The Dhammapada
I found how blind you humans are somewhat hilarious to be honest. I look around at my children and I see them taking medicines which hurt and destroy them with chemicals and synthetics. I gave you humans a bounty of medicine in nature. I gave it to you free for the taking. But because you people are blind deaf and dumb, you created more disease, more filth. Having a beautiful clean world shouldn’t be a chore, it should be your joy. I only have one earth, I thought that meant you’d appreciate it.
Perceive the world as a bubble.
Perceive the world as a mirage.
If you see the world in this way,
You render the Lord of Death powerless.
The Dhamapada
I willed for many a tragedy to happen. I also will for every miracle, it entertains me to reward humans for their successes, and it satisfies me to punish you when you deserve it. Your failures of classism, racism, and all the rest of your fuck ups, have been restituted with the deaths of numerous benevolent leaders, musicians politicians, actors, you name it. The scandals of those who preach my name, it is there restitution for abusing my name. They use my name to hate other innocents, so I make them sex and coke addicts and give them incurable cancer. Oh the fun I have killing the unworthy, but I cry when I kill the innocents to punish you, it seems sometimes that’s the only way I can teach you a lesson is to take away the good.
But hey, shit happens.
Free will.
It comes with responsibility.
For there to be moderation there must be overconsumption.
For there to be up there must be down.
Life cannot exist without the positive and the negative.
For there would be no balance
LOOK AROUND THE ANSWERS ARE RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU. A FINGER IS POINTING AT THE MOON, DON’T FOCUS ON THE FINGER OR YOU WILL MISS THE BOUNTY AND BEAUTY OF THE MOON.
And so it was, the word of the Lord.
A question I hear from you a lot is, “How was this planet created?” Well as I said I am God I control the heavens and the earth. I pull the strings with my own two hands without you ever seeing it. The laws of gravity are constant thanks to my planning. As for how the Earth was created essentially I clumped a big ball of nothing together into a dense mass, until the mass was so dense it imploded upon exploding into the world. You humans evolved from the puddle of ooze that was the Earth into carbon based living beings. Marvels of the majesty that is art and science can be seen throughout nature and even the naked body. Yet you let ancient metaphors block your judgment keeping you blind to the beauty of the body and the joy of sex.
Don’t you think there is a reason I made sex feel so good?Because I wanted you to enjoy yourselves. Death is inevitable. So I gave you simple pleasures, like sex and natural intoxicants, such as wine. Yes, I gave you wine. Wine comes from nature, look it up.
Why do you humans think you need to suffer your whole life to be rewarded in death? Don’t you see I gave you Earthly pleasures to enjoy your short time there? Think about it, “Heaven on Earth!?” What the hell do you think awaits you in the afterlife? So long as you don’t hurt anything or anyone you should feel free to do as you please. Enjoy your entire time on earth, don’t suffer in the long run in order to be happy in short run. Life is not a wave you have to work and paddle to ride and enjoy, life is the ride of the wave itself. So drink up and grab your lover. Those of you how enjoy others suffering are doomed to suffer.
I have all the answers, and I am always willing to give them. I recall a meeting with one of my children, just weeks ago.
She approached me but she dared not to get to close, she was a young woman, and you have no idea what joy it gives me that some people care enough.
“Are you God?” she asked.
“Yes my child,” I replied and she wrote something on her notepad, I could tell she wanted to hear what I had to say, she wanted to write it down and remember it all. She continued to ask me questions.
“Do you know everything?” She asked, I could tell she was just a little skeptical, they all are when they first meet me.
“Yes,” I said. She decided now to seize the opportunity and put to rest her quest for answers.
“What is the meaning of life?” She asked first.
“Peace, Love, and Happiness, I suppose. Come back to that question in little bit so I can think it ove because there are a lot of right answers to that problem.”
She wrote it down without hesitation. “Why did you create suffering?”
“So you may know what joy is.” She wrote this down.
“Do you control everything?” She asked, I not buried her skepticism.
“Essentially, I do, but I do it without you ever seeing it. I keep you on Earth with gravity, it holds you on the planet, and I don’t have to do a damn thing after I invented gravity. You invented the label for it though. Remember all labels are subjective.ook at the different labels that are my children’s languages.”
She nodded and continued to write. “Did you settle on an answer for the first question?”
“I’m afraid there is no answer to that question my child.”
She nodded, “I understand,” she gave me an offering as a thanks, and left.
THE MEANING TO LIFE IS THERE IS NO MEANING TO LIFE.
And so it was, the word of the Lord.
HUMANS INVENTED RAPE, HUMANS INVENTED MURDER, YOU ARE THE GUILTY INNOCENTS. YOU ARE ALL SAINTS AND YET SINNERS. YOU ALWAYS ATTEMPT PERFECTION. YOU FAIL TO SEE THAT WHAT MAKES YOU IMPERFECT IS WHAT MAKES YOU THE SAME. YOU ARE ALL VICTIMS AND VICTIMIZERS BOTH.
And so it was, the word of the Lord.
People under the idiotic notion that the only way to be happy is to be free of stain. You forget no one is free from stain. No one is free of criticism.o one is free of pain.No one is free from attack.You humans look for ways to be free of these things, but you cannot be.
Why do you humans waste your time asking me all these questions when you already know the answers? You ask me what is the meaning of life is, and you know what it is, but you can’t accept the fact. You are always preparing for the future. There is no future.
MY NAME IS NOT A TOOL TO BE USED FOR ANY MATTER. YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR MAKING THE WORLD “HEAVEN ON EARTH”. THE WAY IS NOT BY YELLING MY NAME AT PEOPLE BUT YELLING MY MESSAGE.
AND I MEAN MY MESSAGE NOT YOURS. LOVE THY NEIGHBOR, GIVE YOUR COAT TO THE MAN WITHOUT ONE. YOU ARE INDIVIDUALS, BUT YOU LIVE IN A COMMUNITY, WE PERCEIVE THE WORLD SEPARATELY YET TOGETHER. WE CAN MAKE THIS WORLD THE PLACE IT WAS BEFORE YOU HUMANS INVENTED WAR. YOUR ANIMAL INSTINCTS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE USED IN SELF DEFENSE. NOT MURDER.
ALL WAR IS JUST AN EXCUSE FOR PILLAGE, RAPE, AND MURDER WITHOUT SUFFERING ANY CONSEQUENCES, SO I CREATED CONSEQUENCES.
And so it was, the word of the Lord.
When I say I’ve killed innocents, I’m talking about Martin Luther King or Gandhi. They died to show you the suffering which you have inflicted on others. I also felt that they could serve a higher purpose in death than in life. Because in death their lessons can be appreciated, in life they remain the subject of debate. In death they are subjects of history. They are the symbols in death they couldn’t be in life. I truly cried when I had to kill Lincoln, King, the Kennedy’s, and I laughed my ass off when I popped Hitler, Stalin, and Jerry Falwell. I cried when I had to open the gates of heaven to Hitler’s 11 million.
THIS IS HEAVEN YET THIS IS HELL. THIS IS REAL YET THIS IS FALSE. THIS EXISTS YET IT DOES NOT. I’M REAL, YET I’M NOT, I’M EVERYWHERE YET NO WHERE. INFINITE YET CONFINED.
And so it was, the word of the Lord.
She visited again.
“Do you still control, the heavens and the Earth?” She asked. I understand her skepticism.he debauchery and sin of the world has reached shocking levels under my radar. But fear not, the kingdom of heaven is at hand.
“I understand your skepticism, it would seem I have lost control, fear not my child, it is all part of the divine plan. But it gives me hope for my people when I see them so concerned about my kingdom.”
She looked back at me, “I was more concerned about you.” Then she smiled, this one is truly a gift to this Earth. She then gave me two blue offerings and scoop from the well, and she was off again. I always want to follow her, but I can’t. I want to run and tell her how much this world needs people like her, so considerate of the welfare of so many beings, even the Lord. But this locked door, these padded walls, keep me from getting to her.
Why do so many question if ‘I’m god? They say “No, you are Isaac J. Constantine,” why can’t I be both?
You humans keep your own creator in containment because you have wandered so far away from me, you don’t even recognize me. You don’t even recognize your father. You have become so unfaithful. You’ve taken my words for heresy and follow the priests and preachers like the Hitler youth. It’s okay, abuse me all you want, one who can take abuse without delivering retribution is truly in control of themselves. I can only lead by example and hope those follow. But remember, God is everywhere. I am everywhere. I am everything. Just as I am the plants in the ground and the clouds in the air. Look in the mirror, and you will see I’m also you.
So, you can keep my hands tethered to my sides in this jacket,. You can keep my body in this padded cell. You can throw the word “insane” around all you want. You can fuck with your free will all you want. Just remember, I have the final say in reality.For I am God, and I control reality. I am reality. So…
SO NOW GOODBYE. IT’S TIME I KEEP THE PROMISES MADE IN REVELATIONS. I HAVE MUCH WORK TO DO!
GOODBYE, GOODBYE, GOODBYE.
Jack found the work weird and confusing, he heard Kate get out of the shower and he could hear her singing even louder now that the water was off.
Lost in her song once again, he turned to another story and kept reading.
James J Jackson 