Wouldn’t it be weird if one day we all hear this booming voice say

Hey everybody I’m

Let’s call them Jimmy

And it turns out there was a… God/dess

But they became disappointed with us

And we’d been collecting dust on a shelf or something

And they lost it in a bet to Jimmy who was super keen to try to set things right on Earth

So they set about teaching how to help the poor and how to fix the way we live and how to love one another

They would mandate acceptance and discipline isms and ists

Wouldn’t it feel just a tiny bit invasive?

Just a wee bit like now no one had a free will at all

Sometimes I wonder why the god/s/dess/es do not speak

And then I think of how it would feel if they did

Perhaps our only hope is the watcher

Whoever stands voiceless beside and doesn’t move a muscle and does move the threads but doesn’t weave their own story

Dread if I could hear them

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