{"id":14024,"date":"2024-01-21T19:10:12","date_gmt":"2024-01-21T08:10:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/rationalemagazine.com\/?p=14024"},"modified":"2024-01-31T20:14:20","modified_gmt":"2024-01-31T09:14:20","slug":"divine-tragedy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rationalemagazine.com\/index.php\/2024\/01\/21\/divine-tragedy\/","title":{"rendered":"Divine tragedy"},"content":{"rendered":"

In an age of times unrecorded, unthinkably remote and arcane,<\/span>
\n<\/span>A conclave of gods indescribable, adrift in a cosmic domain.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Non-physical, non-temporal, in eternal ennui they mire,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Godlike yet flawed, akin to celestial middle management’s choir.<\/span><\/p>\n

In a realm devoid of matter, where existence was but a jest,<\/span>
\n<\/span>They’d languish, ponder, dally, forever trapped in this celestial quest.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Yet amidst the silence of the cosmos, where no sound dared to creep,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Stirred a god of senior standing, rousing his brethren from endless sleep.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Wake,” he bade, “from your lethargy, let us conquer this celestial blight,<\/span>
\n<\/span>In place of the nothingness that pervades here, let us see if we can create light!<\/span>
\n<\/span>Why not birth a universe, vast and grand, by helping the elements transmute,<\/span>
\n<\/span>To dispel our ennui, our cosmic fatigue and to this cosmological boredom dilute.”<\/span><\/p>\n

And, thus, in that great heavenly boardroom sprang ideas unending,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Each god’s vision of a universe, their cosmic PowerPoint contending.<\/span>
\n<\/span>A cacophony of celestial voices, each pitch perfect, each word astute,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Their egos, however, unwilling to consider a different route.<\/span><\/p>\n

And, so, in the fashion of executive wisdom, the eldest god invoked,<\/span>
\n<\/span>The delegation of responsibilities, amongst the divine, bespoke.<\/span>
\n<\/span>A harmony, he hoped, might be achieved in this grand cosmic scheme,<\/span>
\n<\/span>In the diversity of thought, he sought, lay the essence of the dream.<\/span><\/p>\n

Yet chaos ensued, a divine mess unraveled, a universe in disarray,<\/span>
\n<\/span>For each god’s slice of creation was another’s total dismay.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Intersecting realms, dimensions colliding, the perfect universe a mirage,<\/span>
\n<\/span>An accidental game of multidimensional Jenga, the gods’ cosmic collage.<\/span><\/p>\n

Tensions flared, alliances frayed, two factions emerged from the fray,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Their grand cosmic visions in stark conflict, their harmony kept at bay.<\/span>
\n<\/span>A war ignited, of magnitude unmatched, in Troy, Mordor, or Tatooine,<\/span>
\n<\/span>A conflict so vast, yet utterly void, an absurd celestial routine.<\/span><\/p>\n

From one faction, a grand strategy, a superweapon’s demonstration,<\/span>
\n<\/span>An idea born, perhaps, from a Star Wars marathon, to lead to complete elimination.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Yet, in their haste, a miscalculation was made, and in their folly, the universe bade,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Not a weapon of destruction, but of creation, the foundation of all things laid.<\/span><\/p>\n

From the aftermath of that grand explosion, a cosmos emerged forthwith,<\/span>
\n<\/span>The heavenly squabbles and celestial beings reduced to nothing more than myth.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Yet, the eldest god, wise and foreseeing, had embedded a universal law,<\/span>
\n<\/span>A grand unified theory, in the fabric of creation, hidden in the cosmic maw.<\/span><\/p>\n

From the celestial ineptitude’s detritus, a universe began to form,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Guided by physics fundamental, a cosmos beautifully norm.<\/span>
\n<\/span>We humans emerged, alone, product of a cosmic blunder,<\/span>
\n<\/span>No divine intervention, no heavenly decree, just a universe to wander.<\/span><\/p>\n

In a twist of cosmic irony, we find resonance with old religious creeds,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Gods once existed, a universe designed, yet no divine decree impedes.<\/span>
\n<\/span>We’re alone, with no scriptures, no prophets, no underworlds to befall,<\/span>
\n<\/span>The universe, our playground, the answer to our soul’s call.<\/span><\/p>\n

Religions claiming monopoly on truth peddle expired cosmic lore,<\/span>
\n<\/span>The real story, a hilarious irony, of creation’s unexpected uproar.<\/span>
\n<\/span>A cosmic comedy, a divine error, led to our birth, our place,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Merging science and creation, in a tale of cosmic grace.<\/span><\/p>\n

Thus, dear friend of a friend, the mother of all explanations be told,<\/span>
\n<\/span>The grand cosmic satire, a testament to divine miscalculations of old.<\/span>
\n<\/span>We are not divine purpose’s children, but a cosmic comedy’s punchline,<\/span>
\n<\/span>In the vast expanse of the universe, we, alone, are the divine.<\/span><\/p>\n

For our destiny, our morality, rests solely upon ourselves,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Survivors of a cosmic blunder, in our hands the universe delves.<\/span>
\n<\/span>Let us raise a toast to our cosmic lineage, our universal lease,<\/span>
\n<\/span>Here’s to us, children of chaos, in the grand cosmic masterpiece.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

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