Quote:Is it not possible...just possible...that there are forces at work in the universe which we cannot comprehend? And if there is an intelligence behind it all...IF...would it not be possible that that intelligence could make itself known to humans on a level that the humans at that point in their development would be able to understand? I say the possibility exists.
Larry slumped down on the bench outside of Godcraft 401:Rational Being Creation. He put his hands over his eye.
"How'd your team do?" asked Miranda standing over him. "That bad?"
"We got a F for the quarter, that's how we did." Larry stamped his foot hard.
"An F? What went wrong, great one?" Eddie, Miranda's creepy junior year boyfriend chimed in."
Larry took his hands off his face and gave Eddie a long look. He turned to Miranda.
"They, the creatures, the rational creatures, whom we made to be able to exist on their own, keep
killing each other."
"Even now? That project is a couple of hundred million years old, right?"
"Yup, Eduardo and I and Tommy and Melissa set the whole thing in motion right at the beginning of the semester."
"So what if they do die? "said Eddie, picking at his noses, "Don't they just morph into seawater and start over?"
"Not in Rational Being, dweebo. They just die. You can use their elements to like make more plants and **** but the creatures they were only exist once."
"So?"
Larry let out a long sigh.
"Um, Eddie sweetheart, rational beings shouldn't kill each other, it's not rational. On your project level, creatures can kill for all kinds of things food, protection, territory, but in Senior Year you have make a universe in balance."
"I am going to so hate Senior Year."
'From what Miranda tells me you're going to be a Junior next year again so why worry?
Eddie kicked Larry. "Hey, my project's going fine. What happened to yours, allgreatandpowerful?"
"Yeah, what did happen?" asked Miranda.
"Okay, I think it's Tommy and Eduardo's fault. We build this system, okay? And we give the creatures all the tools they need, we went through the list one at a time, okay?, intelligence, love, memory, hope, the whole thing just like Dr. Emory writes it out. And we let it go and things start out really well."
"Yeah, yeah, get to the screwup. Or should I say screwups?"
"Have you been talking to Melissa?"
"Maybe." Miranda gave Eddie the eye.
Larry turned to Miranda.
"Okay, it was Tommy's idea. Because our creatures were still running around herding animals while Woody's group had a bunch traveling between worlds by telepathy already, and your team had what, that universal language thing."
"Music."
"Well, we had rudimentary music, they just weren't using it to communicate with other worlds. So anyway, I guess we decided to go with Tommy's idea and manifest ourselves a little."
"Oh, no, that's a violation."
"I know. but we thought if we just tweaked them, you know, gave them a little peek at universal balance, they'd get it, you know?"
"So what did they get?"
"Well, they didn't get universal balance, they got, I don't know how to say it"
" They went wacko."
" Yes. Thank you, Eddie, yes, they went wacko."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, let's see. About two hundred thousand years ago, Eduardo made his little tweaks and Tommy manifested himself a couple of times and since then they, the creatures, have created, ha ha, they have
created, what irony, some two thousand points of separation. They classify themselves by skin tone, can you believe it? They separate by religions, there's a couple hundred of them, all knowing the truth as it is, and then there's the wars over territory and property. They kill each other over boundaries, over scientific discoveries, over political ideologies and more. I can't tell you how many languages they speak. They speak, but not to each other."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Well, there's about three billion years to go in the semester, so I'm thinking wipeout."
"You mean like the flood thing again?"
"No, that didn't happen, that's just part of part of their mythology. No, I'm thinking more like what we did when the dinosaurs just kept getting bigger instead of smarter."
"Oh yeah, I remember," said Miranda, "Hey, don't they have enough nuclear weapons to do it to themselves?"
" Oh yeah, but on some days, I think they are just smart enough not to do it, other days I am just so surprised they haven't done it yet. Besides, then you've got to wade through all that radiation crap that Melissa built in as a deterrent."
The bell rang for the next class.
"See you guys later. I'm going to go get the group, show'em the F and discuss how we are going to wack the wackos."
Joe