Amanda
She was the greatest thing that ever happened to me, like most children are. Her young, beautiful, and infectious smile, her curiosity in the world and the objects around her. Her huge eyes absorbing knowledge and words one at a time. Innocence. Purity. Perfection.
She was the worst thing that ever happened to me, like death often is. Her smile fading away with her last breath, the confusion, the pain, the fear. Her eyes, welled with tears, closing one final time. Sadness. Exhaustion. Perfection.
She was my blessing and my curse. She gave me reason to live and energy to go on. She also took it away and changed my life forever. May I forever remember her and live in the little moments that we shared.
Control
It's not in my being,
Out of my hands.
I tried to bring her back
But it was too late.
As my fingers, entwined and wrapped over her chest, beat steadily to the pace of what should be her heart faltered,
It was over.
I had no control,
A feeling more convicting than murder.
And just like that,
The life I had known was forever changed.
Creation
Looking down at my blanket of stars and sky I knew something more was needed. The idea of Earth was a bit of a joke- I never expected it to be the monstrosity it is today. I was high when I made it. If you didn't know, as God, I am high whenever I chose to be. All I have to do is snap my fingers and I'm spiraling through the Milky Way, floating with the clouds and craving Cheetos. Anyways one day, I was bored out of my mind and I created Earth. It was my little dollhouse, my hobby for a while. Adam and Eve, well I created them in the image of myself. It is true that I created Adam first, however the idea of masculinity and femininity was not created by I. No, my little creatures created it themselves. At first, it was fun. Watching them take in the beauty of my world, enjoy the presence of each other, and create children and miniature versions of themselves. I felt like a proud parent. However I also watched as they created gender and race to separate each other, I watched as they interpreted my creation in vain and used my name for violence and war. I watched as they fought, killed, cheated, and lied. Not that I blamed them. I did create them so surely it was my own fault. But then, they began to tear down the forests. The most pure gift I had given them, nature, was bulldozed and cemented over. I watched as my precious glaciers melted and my other non-human creations were forced into extinction. I watched as my world was polluted and diseased with consumption, fear, and greed. Only once the last trees were cut down and half the world was submerged in the hazardous ocean did I realize my fatal flaw in the creation of humans: I gave them too much, and with that they developed a thirst that they could not quench, even when every last thing they could take was gone. The great thing about being God though, is that I can just snap my fingers and all of my Earthly worries fade away. Boy, am I craving some nachos right about now!