Typical, the cosmonaut thought, and all too nauseatingly familiar.
He asked a simple enough question: how? How did the spirit medium come to be separated from his earthly form? It seemed the best place to start in order to eventually reach some vague understanding of the phenomenon floating before him. The question was logical and structured, and the Sorrow responded with hazy descriptions of what it felt like.
Very well, then.
“You didn’t float up to heaven, sprout wings, and start playing a harp.” The Fury observed, uncoiling a roll of wire thrown haphazardly to the floor. It was an innocent reflection, though it made him wince visibly at the thoughts that followed. “I saw no God beyond the atmosphere. Only darkness, and the cleansing fires of hell itself.”
The silence was deafening.
“There is no God.” The cosmonaut concluded, “and humanity is doomed.”
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Date: 2006-11-02 08:33 pm (UTC)He asked a simple enough question: how? How did the spirit medium come to be separated from his earthly form? It seemed the best place to start in order to eventually reach some vague understanding of the phenomenon floating before him. The question was logical and structured, and the Sorrow responded with hazy descriptions of what it felt like.
Very well, then.
“You didn’t float up to heaven, sprout wings, and start playing a harp.” The Fury observed, uncoiling a roll of wire thrown haphazardly to the floor. It was an innocent reflection, though it made him wince visibly at the thoughts that followed. “I saw no God beyond the atmosphere. Only darkness, and the cleansing fires of hell itself.”
The silence was deafening.
“There is no God.” The cosmonaut concluded, “and humanity is doomed.”