and he said that it was good

And he said that it was good.

But all was not well in paradise. The leaves fell and the trees tumbled, leaving a scattered trail of debris in Eden. The evening brought terror, and along with it came a tinge of fear in the air, hinting at chaos.

He said that it was good, and leapt up into the stars for vacation. When he returned he marveled at chaos. He watched as villages destroyed villages, as people killed people. Famine and disease struck the land, and all he could do was shake his head, throw his hands in the air and declare that it was good, it was supposed to be good!

But he was not a man to live with disillusions. He saw all that he created and saw that it was indeed not good. So he sought to destroy them and rebuild them. He flooded the world with his tears and saved one man and his family.

And he said that now, now it was good.

But still, things went awry. Things did not go well. People continued to kill people. Children starved, disease ruled. And once again all he could do was shake his head. Then he shook his fist, deciding to take control of his creation. He called out to one people, calling them his own, but when they slipped he killed them. He would strike fear into them so that they would obey, so that it would be good.

He told them of a promised land, but they did not see it. They were not good enough to see it. Their children saw it. They walked through the debris of Eden, whose trees had grown back, and saw that it was good.

But even then things went awry. People continued to kill people. Children starved. Disease ruled. Corruption grew.

He said that it was bad, it was very, very bad. So he leapt up into the stars and disappeared, leaving the people to their own devices.

But he was not a man to live with disillusions. These were his people, his creation, and he could not allow them to continue like this. So he killed his son to pay for their transgressions.

But even then things went awry. People continued to kill people. Evil grew.

So he said Fuck it! if you want good, then you can die, too, and come meet me in heaven. That’s where the real Eden is anyways.

But Eden’s leaves fall.

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