Day 29. 102 pages, 44,690 words.
Truly is it said that I am as a God on this blog. But I know, even now, that you do not believe it. And why? Do I not sit here, working tirelessly to create intricate and beautiful worlds for you to enjoy, asking nothing – nothing, not even your belief – in return? Have I not shown you wonders, forgiveness, patience and understanding? Have I not given you joy? Are you not entertained?
And yet, here you sit – two of you in particular, two of My darkest sinners, who would be two of My greatest allies – you sit and bask in the splendour of My creation and you squabble, ceaselessly, about which of you is the more open-minded in his unbelief.
Oh, see what you have wrought.
By the time God sent the burning bush to Moses, it was already too late. The flood was coming.
And so it is with this world, this world that I have made and that you have so senselessly squandered. I have given you free will, and this has been your choice. Not once did you look to the Words of My Hatstand:
Think twice, talk once. Actually, think three times and STFU.
And so with this, your final repudiation of My benevolence and goodwill, you doom this very world. And so it is, on Christmas Day, 2015, your dreadful will shall come to pass. And this world shall cease to be.
I tell you this not because I am angered, nor because I am disappointed.
I am … inspired.
To understand the end, you must return to the beginning.