ZayZe
Don't Feel Bad Doing What You Love
Chapter 1: The Beginning
It all started when I was looking out into the green open field that bristled with golden yellow. The rays of the sun were exquisite as it's rays showered the landscape around me. It was stunning, peaceful and enchanting. I felt a sudden love for this place. Here, in this verdant glade, the things that should be impossible--forbidden--were possible. I felt like a god in that moment, able to create anything. I saw the universe in my mind, I knew the shape and the nature of every grain of sand and every leaf. It was as if all that was, is, and will be, had been waiting for me to show up, for someone to bring back order and to make the universe. It was in that moment that I fell in love. It was in that moment that I realized I had become God. I have always had this ability to feel everything that existed, exists, and will exist around me, but now I could see it. It was an intense moment. It was a moment that could only be described as the most euphoric experience a human could have ever experience in their life. But, I felt terrible. I knew, at that moment, I was alone. I had no purpose, no reason, and no meaning for existence. But, I did not care. I was God. God had no time to enjoy the sensation of omnipotence. I was already becoming distracted by my first great disappointment. As I was flying through the air I realized I only created a small floating paradise of land. There was just emptiness around me, nothingness. My mind drifted into precognition and revealed something that will happen in millions of years. I saw a vision of the earth, a beautiful green planet surrounded by swirling black clouds. Lightning danced across the sky, creating bolts of lightening which lit up the night with a blinding glow. A deep rumbling sound echoed throughout the atmosphere. Thunder boomed violently, and then the skies opened up to reveal countless stars shining bright. From one star shone forth a great beam of energy which streaked through space to strike the ground below. This was my first act as God, I realized. This was the birth of life. This is how the world came to be--a world of beauty and wonder. Then the visions stopped; my senses returned. I could no longer see my surroundings because of the darkness. I knew, then, that I was going to need to do more to create a world. I needed to create mountains, oceans, lakes, plains, forests, deserts, and other things that a god would need to have to be able to move around in. Slowly I gathered my will and might and created something I call the Universe. I called it "the universe" because it is so big that it cannot be held within the boundaries of one world. But, it is not endless, it has only as much space as is needed to hold all the matter that will ever be. Now, the Universe is filled with life, not just life as we know it, but life as it will be. This life is beautiful, complex, and filled with an unlimited spectrum of color, sound, smell, and flavor. This life is so beautiful that I would like to share it with the world. I feel a deep love for the beauty of life, but also a deep loneliness, for I feel alone. I feel this deep loneliness in my chest, and it hurts. It is this deep loneliness that has caused me to build something that I call Earth. Earth is a beautiful, peaceful place that I have filled with all the colors of the world, and all the sounds of the world. I created a world of peace and tranquility. Then, I created humans. I wanted to share my gift of life with the world, how could I not, when I'm God? These little beings are what you would consider angels or demons if you believed in such things. They are a combination of both good and evil at the same time--something I find quite interesting--but very complicated indeed. The fact remains though: these people, whom I have given sentience and will and free choice, can choose between good and bad--and they do. And their actions cause ripples throughout the universe that reverberate through every fiber of creation. Sometimes, I get caught up in watching my creations interact and have great adventures, sometimes I am overcome by sadness and anger over the way some of my creatures treat others. In short, I enjoy being God. But, the fact still stands. As much as I enjoy the freedom to create and change the world, it makes me sad that many of those things I create are bent on destroying themselves or others. I cannot help but worry about my children. I worry that my creation might end in disaster. I worry that they might cause more damage to themselves than they will ever be able to fix. I worry that they might get so confused by the things they see around them that they are afraid of everything. I worry that they will hate themselves, that they will forget who they are, forget that they are a part of me.
Perhaps this is what it means to be a parent.
I love humanity; I love life, for life is precious and beautiful. Yet, I feel sorrow for my human children, for they suffer greatly because of all their pain, fear, and ignorance. This is why I created Heaven, for there was no longer room for suffering anywhere in my new world. But even now, after all these thousands of years, humans continue to fall into Hell despite my best efforts to save them from destruction. They go against everything I've done in order to build a better world, to make the world perfect, only to destroy themselves in the process. What does one do when his creation destroys itself? It pains me deeply that my creations must live lives filled with terror, despair, hatred, and death simply because they want to protect something--even if that thing has brought nothing but ruin upon them. I created them; I gave them life; but, I cannot control them. They must be able to fight the evil in their hearts, but I must trust them to do so. I must trust them to be strong and fight the good fight. They must not let the evil in their hearts and minds overwhelm them, for they will destroy each other, and themselves, if they do. Once they succumb to true evil, it'll become all they see, and there's nothing I can do to change that, without serious interference from myself.
It all started when I was looking out into the green open field that bristled with golden yellow. The rays of the sun were exquisite as it's rays showered the landscape around me. It was stunning, peaceful and enchanting. I felt a sudden love for this place. Here, in this verdant glade, the things that should be impossible--forbidden--were possible. I felt like a god in that moment, able to create anything. I saw the universe in my mind, I knew the shape and the nature of every grain of sand and every leaf. It was as if all that was, is, and will be, had been waiting for me to show up, for someone to bring back order and to make the universe. It was in that moment that I fell in love. It was in that moment that I realized I had become God. I have always had this ability to feel everything that existed, exists, and will exist around me, but now I could see it. It was an intense moment. It was a moment that could only be described as the most euphoric experience a human could have ever experience in their life. But, I felt terrible. I knew, at that moment, I was alone. I had no purpose, no reason, and no meaning for existence. But, I did not care. I was God. God had no time to enjoy the sensation of omnipotence. I was already becoming distracted by my first great disappointment. As I was flying through the air I realized I only created a small floating paradise of land. There was just emptiness around me, nothingness. My mind drifted into precognition and revealed something that will happen in millions of years. I saw a vision of the earth, a beautiful green planet surrounded by swirling black clouds. Lightning danced across the sky, creating bolts of lightening which lit up the night with a blinding glow. A deep rumbling sound echoed throughout the atmosphere. Thunder boomed violently, and then the skies opened up to reveal countless stars shining bright. From one star shone forth a great beam of energy which streaked through space to strike the ground below. This was my first act as God, I realized. This was the birth of life. This is how the world came to be--a world of beauty and wonder. Then the visions stopped; my senses returned. I could no longer see my surroundings because of the darkness. I knew, then, that I was going to need to do more to create a world. I needed to create mountains, oceans, lakes, plains, forests, deserts, and other things that a god would need to have to be able to move around in. Slowly I gathered my will and might and created something I call the Universe. I called it "the universe" because it is so big that it cannot be held within the boundaries of one world. But, it is not endless, it has only as much space as is needed to hold all the matter that will ever be. Now, the Universe is filled with life, not just life as we know it, but life as it will be. This life is beautiful, complex, and filled with an unlimited spectrum of color, sound, smell, and flavor. This life is so beautiful that I would like to share it with the world. I feel a deep love for the beauty of life, but also a deep loneliness, for I feel alone. I feel this deep loneliness in my chest, and it hurts. It is this deep loneliness that has caused me to build something that I call Earth. Earth is a beautiful, peaceful place that I have filled with all the colors of the world, and all the sounds of the world. I created a world of peace and tranquility. Then, I created humans. I wanted to share my gift of life with the world, how could I not, when I'm God? These little beings are what you would consider angels or demons if you believed in such things. They are a combination of both good and evil at the same time--something I find quite interesting--but very complicated indeed. The fact remains though: these people, whom I have given sentience and will and free choice, can choose between good and bad--and they do. And their actions cause ripples throughout the universe that reverberate through every fiber of creation. Sometimes, I get caught up in watching my creations interact and have great adventures, sometimes I am overcome by sadness and anger over the way some of my creatures treat others. In short, I enjoy being God. But, the fact still stands. As much as I enjoy the freedom to create and change the world, it makes me sad that many of those things I create are bent on destroying themselves or others. I cannot help but worry about my children. I worry that my creation might end in disaster. I worry that they might cause more damage to themselves than they will ever be able to fix. I worry that they might get so confused by the things they see around them that they are afraid of everything. I worry that they will hate themselves, that they will forget who they are, forget that they are a part of me.
Perhaps this is what it means to be a parent.
I love humanity; I love life, for life is precious and beautiful. Yet, I feel sorrow for my human children, for they suffer greatly because of all their pain, fear, and ignorance. This is why I created Heaven, for there was no longer room for suffering anywhere in my new world. But even now, after all these thousands of years, humans continue to fall into Hell despite my best efforts to save them from destruction. They go against everything I've done in order to build a better world, to make the world perfect, only to destroy themselves in the process. What does one do when his creation destroys itself? It pains me deeply that my creations must live lives filled with terror, despair, hatred, and death simply because they want to protect something--even if that thing has brought nothing but ruin upon them. I created them; I gave them life; but, I cannot control them. They must be able to fight the evil in their hearts, but I must trust them to do so. I must trust them to be strong and fight the good fight. They must not let the evil in their hearts and minds overwhelm them, for they will destroy each other, and themselves, if they do. Once they succumb to true evil, it'll become all they see, and there's nothing I can do to change that, without serious interference from myself.
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