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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