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Principium et finem
Conversation between the Gods was rife that night; Everything must have a beginning and everything Must have an end, even the lesser Gods know that, Yet here they were sweating over the creation of a New planet with no end of life pathway in sight. All Gods had an opinion, and all Gods knew best, but Not all Gods agreed, and thus godly caveats flew Thick and fast through a heavenly haze of spiritual Uncertainty. Creating planet Earth no problem at All, but how to end it, limit its lifespan, terminate Its being, undo the tangle of time, mourn its passing Without the slightest hint of the hand of God. Truly A godly brain-teaser and no mistake.
The wrath of God came up for consideration but Met with little support when it was agreed Gods Be kept out of it. Hours of wrangling followed With lots of talk and little result; floods, frogs, Earthquakes, Sun, wind, fire, storm, dinosaurs, Plague, locusts, meteorites, colliding planets... All got the thumbs down, nothing it seemed quite Rang the chapel bell, until that is, the celebrated God of misfortune and misery proposed a hybrid, A composite being in the image of a God, a unique Male creature with an exaggerated sense of self- Importance, skilled in the art of political stupidity, And crucially, caretaker of an absolute contempt For the well-being of the world, and again crucially, Lacking the power of a God.
A knock-out idea of which all Gods approved, but Obviously a little more flesh on the bones would Be required before godly consent could be granted. Further and better particulars followed revealing The outlines of a garden and the creation of a man, Later to be joined by a woman. An original idea of Great merit, perfect for Gods for whom a thousand Years is one day, and one day a thousand years. Absolute patience at the helm if you like, all the Time in the world, coupled with the certainty that By this unique and most novel agency; Earth’s end Would most certainly come about in what the Gods Like to call: the fullness of time.
And lo, it came to pass that the Garden of Eden Project was duly proposed and seconded and with A few tweaks here and there (a snake and an apple, Symbolic in the final specification of a little reverse Gene-editing), mankind came into being. Beautiful Creatures possessed of much to their advantage, but Some critically possessed of a certain flaw, known To the Gods as The Adam Effect. Living, breathing, Time bombs, flesh and blood incendiaries, sleepers, Buried deep out of sight, but within earshot of their Wake-up call, precisely what the Gods were looking For: the perfect solution, a hidden glitch, a natural Failing... All things must have a beginning, and all Things must have an end, and thus, pleased with Their work the Gods rested, safe in the knowledge That all they now need do is sit back and wait for The end to come.
© Joseph G Dawson
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