From Philosophical Research
In the beginning there was God.
All the universe was one. There were no objects. There were no people.
There were no atoms or molecules. There were no substances. There was no temperature.
There was no sight. There were no words. There were no observations. There was no way, truth, or life.
All the universe was one. There was nothing but everything and God.
God was in the universe, and God was the universe.
All the timelines and narratives of the cosmos were stuck together.
Then God tried to do something. Anything.
But it was impossible to do anything without space or time in between all the everything. God sought perfection. But by basically no standard of what is perfect can anything without the ability to move, speak, act, or be achieve such a goal. We might almost begin to think such a being was nonexistent.
God moved, taking the first step in the entire universe, and with it, accidentally birthed the Demiurge, who for the rest of time would be his nemesis.
Matter began to move. The Demiurge was in matter and the Demiurge was matter.
The universe expanded into separate objects and the glow of separate objects from one to another brought history. Quarks came together and formed churning knots that formed atoms. Gases came together and formed disks of planets and stars. All pairs of things next to things were drawn into a mutually-shared future.
The Demiurge saw it, and it was good.
As all the systems of planets formed on separate timelines, weaving their own histories, God was not happy.
God wanted the universe to function together and share a single destiny, glued together in harmony as a single creation.
The Demiurge told him it was impossible. For separate objects to exist, there had to be relativity, with every object hurtling along on a separate trajectory of time until they collided. Otherwise it would not be possible for anyone to move or speak.
God did not like the inefficiency of there having to be thousands and thousands of galaxies which had nothing to do with each other and might produce nothing further. But, as a being of pure spirit locked out of the realm of separate interacting material objects, he had no real choice but to accept the Demiurge's words.
The earth developed for nearly 4 billion years — forty hundred thousand _thousand_.
During the second twenty hundred million, tiny green threads in the water produced so much oxygen the oceans and iron rocks couldn't hold it and all the other microbes started dying. [*e]
God was furious.
"These tiny green threads must be punished," God said.
The depths of the earth growled, and in fifteen hundred million years the world froze over, leaving the greedy green filaments desperately peeking out of ice sheets.
"I'm not sure this is actually helping," said the Demiurge.
The catastrophe came too late, and most of life on earth had already died. Worse, cyanobacteria were still getting along just fine beneath the ice.
"I can fix this," said the Demiurge. "Would you like me to?"
"Fine," God begrudgingly agreed.
The Demiurge moved. The pieces of reality shook. The tens of different new kinds of life slowly emerging in the depths took in the coldly sizzling air and formed themselves into threads, sponges, and a dizzying array of new unnecessarily-specific algae.
"This is an Apicomplexan," the Demiurge explained. "This nasty little thing has a blood filter made of four algae that ate other, and a worm around _it_. And this one, the Cryptomonad, contains a red alga that once contained a cyanobacterium."
God was bored. He was not really a fan of slow, directionless evolution. All this branching timelines stuff again. Everything the Demiurge touched was cursed by relativity. And what God really wanted was to design.
For the next 500 million years, shellfish would swim the thawing oceans. Trilobites, weird trilobites, weirder trilobites, snails, shelled squids. and a couple of tiny worm-fish with the first spinal cords.
god commanded the animals to eat from the tree of knowledge of good and evil
but they wouldn't budge. they had no need for such knowledge
for animals, it was sufficient to snarl at each other or maul anyone they didn't like and see that no further conflicts would occur
god did not like this.
he wanted to create a perfect world where everybody could live indefinitely and nobody had to die
but no matter what he did animals were always content living and dying and eating each other's bodies and killing each other to solve the problem of limited food and space.
this was not acceptable to god. he didn't like the animals finding their own shortcut solutions to the ultimate problem, which he knew were all bad and cheap and inadequate for the animals to ever know purpose and fulfilment.
there were animals
God was disgusted at them for not being perfect
he drove them out of the garden
the Permian extinction
God just couldn't stand biological life
he had to punish it more and more in hopes it would learn its lesson
of course it never did
gods were never able to stop wars. so people invented kings
over the different conflicting regions of Egypt ruled the pharaoh
over the different conflicting regions of China ruled the Chinese emperor
over the tribes of North America ruled a lot of open space
god kept trying to abandon humanity but they just never refused to give up the idea of gods
then some people over in the Third World invented Communism
the only ideology which could not be weaponized into a statement that god chose one socially-linked group of people arranged into a nationality to join to God and abandoned another
and god saw it, and it was good
[*] This is a work of fiction. Any resemblances to reality are coincidental. God is my favorite fictional villain. I wrote Bible fanfiction to prove a point. You're welcome.
[*n] In the original context of the word, Nemesis embodied the concept of fortune or consequences, potentially the kind that would befall an overly proud hero. There's hardly a more appropriate word.
[*e] "All the other microbes were dying" is not much of an exaggeration. Approximately 80% of all species on earth died in this period.
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