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"'Creation'"

As the night sky implodes upon itself once again, the world is returned to normality. Not normality as we know it, with busy cities bustling with traffic, people milling around and wasting their short existence and humanity as the parole officer of civilisation. Normality to creation is nothingness. The vast emptiness of space and the vacuoles between shard after shard of featherweight matter, slowly beginning the long process of piecing together a new existence based around whichever pre-determined science is to be uprooted this time around and brought into play.

Over vast time the new world takes shape and normality is breached again, however there is no time as nothing lives. Time without life is irrelevant as there is nothing to be measured. But all at once an immense pulse of fluctuating light engulfs the world and brings life and meaning to the planet. Again a world is born, species evolve and hierarchies are made. A chosen one rules over them as I rule over it all. But when development and time reach an epiphany, greed prevails and mans greatest development becomes mans great downfall. The night sky implodes upon itself once more.

I know what I meant :-)

I think so too.

No, I see what he means, I think he's chosen the wrong word.

Cyclone wrote:
> Paradox: wrote:
> But when development and time reach an epiphany,
>
> Muh?

Actually, yeah, I dont quite get what you're trying to say there either Kyle.

Paradox: wrote:
> But when development and time reach an epiphany,

Muh?

Bla

I'm not really sure I liked that one.

I liked that a lot.
A lot a lot.
*much clapping*

As the night sky implodes upon itself once again, the world is returned to normality. Not normality as we know it, with busy cities bustling with traffic, people milling around and wasting their short existence and humanity as the parole officer of civilisation. Normality to creation is nothingness. The vast emptiness of space and the vacuoles between shard after shard of featherweight matter, slowly beginning the long process of piecing together a new existence based around whichever pre-determined science is to be uprooted this time around and brought into play.

Over vast time the new world takes shape and normality is breached again, however there is no time as nothing lives. Time without life is irrelevant as there is nothing to be measured. But all at once an immense pulse of fluctuating light engulfs the world and brings life and meaning to the planet. Again a world is born, species evolve and hierarchies are made. A chosen one rules over them as I rule over it all. But when development and time reach an epiphany, greed prevails and mans greatest development becomes mans great downfall. The night sky implodes upon itself once more.