THE TRUTH ABOUT YOUR EXISTENCE

Although this story is fictional, it may offend people who are religious/Christian. Some parts of the story debunk the bible and its teachings. I didn't write it to offend, but to entertain.

The Truth About Your Existence

The story I am about to tell you is the absolute truth about the existence of humankind. I refuse to change any names or locations to protect anybody, because I don’t have to. You had all the protection you needed before you came into this world.

For nine months, you were surrounded by a woman’s placenta, which acts as a protective barrier. You were protected physically, emotionally, and spiritually. When you were in your mother’s womb, nobody from the outside world could harm you unless your mother allowed it.

Nine out of ten times, if you chose a good mother, you had all the protection in the world that you needed. So, you won’t need any additional protection from me.

What I am about to reveal today is going to piss some people off; as a result, I will be

labeled a liar, delusional, anti-Christ, the Devil’s disciple, etc., or the Devil himself.

Speaking of the Devil? What an insane character to create to scare people into doing right. But I give you humans credit; you can be wickedly clever sometimes. Take it from me, the devil doesn’t exist. But I will explain why later in the story.

None of the inappropriate names hurled at me are going to faze me, because they are just words. We all heard the phrase, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me.” Sure, sticks and stones can break bones, but words can break a person’s mind and spirit, which affects the body. I am immune to all of this because I am not human.

But I realize that words are a necessary part of effective communication between humans. They can be used to educate, identify, or explain, but these words have meaning and are used to ostracize, discriminate, negate, and obliterate other human beings just for existing. The intention is to control, belittle, and make their lives a living hell, because they are different.

Please forgive me. When I am passionate about something, I tend to get off track.

I am here to tell you the truth about the origins of humankind. You’ve noticed I didn’t say Mankind, because women are one of the greatest creations, and men know that. That’s why they try to keep them down by inventing stories like Adam and Eve. Women were not made from a man’s rib! And they did not deceive a man into defying God! Adam made his choice by eating that apple.

This absurd story is one of the plethora of reasons I debunk biblical teachings.

Biblical words were written by man for man. Period. Women have always been

made to look like the villain, and punished for it. Correct me if I am wrong.

At this point, you may be wondering who I am. I can’t tell you who I am because I

don’t know. I was never given a name.

According to my mother, she has no memory of having parents, siblings, or any relatives. She just existed in a space. She came from nothingness. She didn’t have a body, as you humans possess. But some of her emotions were similar somehow. After kicking around in space for about 1 billion years, she became lonely.

Since she possessed strong feminine energies, she needed a masculine energy to counteract hers, so she created me, a male. She was enthralled with me as I was with her. We had so much fun coalescing masses of energy to create the sun and the moon. They were simple creations because of their roundness.

We pulled the gravity equally from all sides towards the center, which created the

ball shapes. We combined our energy forces to suspend them into the atmosphere because they were quite dense. After admiring our massive creations, we thought about creating other objects with different shapes and looks.

What did we conjure up? Stars. They were a lot more difficult to create because of their geometrical shapes. Each type of star had different points. We created the Pentagram, Hexagram, Heptagram, Octagram, Enneagram, and the Decagram. Because of the details and the points of the stars, this creation took quite a while to complete.

Guess what? After another two million years, I became lonely too. Mom was cool to hang out with, but I needed to converse with someone from my own generation. I asked my mother for a companion. She created a brother for me. I couldn’t have been happier to have a playmate, but we also worked well together. We came up with more elaborate creations than my mother and I.

So far, we had the Sun, Moon, and the Stars. Then my brother and I drafted all nine planets over a course of 1 million years. At first, we started on the inner planets: Mercury, Venus, Earth, and Mars. Then we spun the outer planets: Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto. I don’t care what those picky scientists say about Pluto; it’s a planet too! We made each planet revolve around the Sun.

We were not satisfied yet, so we decided to put life on these planets. We created the dinosaurs and chose to put them on planet Earth, because the Earth was the right distance from the Sun. The chance of life surviving on this planet was better than on the others. The dinosaurs were huge and awkward, but we enjoyed making them. Like the planets and stars, we created them in all shapes and sizes. My personal favorite was T. Rex. He was colossal and brutal, but my brother’s favorite was the Spinosaurus.

That director, Steven Spielberg, wasn’t far off in his take on these two giants, mixing things up. My brother and I used to watch from above as we cheered our favorite dinosaur on as they battled against each other. It brought us so much joy, and my mother was pleased because we were so happy.

After about 180 million years, the dinosaurs became tedious to watch. There was no growth. These gigantic creatures didn’t accomplish anything, only tearing each other and the Earth apart. My brother and I decided it was time for them to go. We concocted an asteroid made from minerals and platinum. Together we hurled it to Earth, and that was the end of the dinosaurs.

We dibbled and dabbed for a while, creating and destroying other creatures, until we decided that we wanted our next creations to think, talk, and communicate with one another. That’s how the cavemen and women came about. They were the first man and woman on Earth, not Adam and Eve. There was no apple, or slick-talking snakes controlled by the devil in any way. I loved creating the cave people because they were simple. Their whole makeup was about survival.

We used a clay-like substance to mold them. Then we blew our breath into them, which gave them life. We sent them down to Earth. After a while, we could see that they were capable of doing a lot of things on their own, like hunting and making tools.

My mother then suggested that we leave them alone, so we created their desire to mate and reproduce on their own. She didn’t approve of us destroying the dinosaurs and other creatures just for the sake of it. She wanted these humans to develop at their own pace. She said we would only get rid of humans if it was necessary.

As each era passed, people became more advanced in knowledge and technology. Despite all the advancements, the human spirit stagnated. If we regretted one thing, it was agreeing to give people free will. We have no control over what they do, who they are, or what they become. However, we do have control of their spirituality before they come to Earth.

We determine who comes to Earth and when. Your job as humans is to choose your mother and the lessons you desire to learn during a particular lifetime.

That is why there is so much racism, hate, separation, murder, rape, and all the horrors of life because of free will. So, there is no good or evil, just people making horrible and not so horrible choices. As I said earlier, the devil doesn’t exist. What you see as evil is us not intervening in the lives of humans when people do negative things that injure others.

But as my mother, brother, and I agreed, once positive contributions can no longer outweigh the negativity which engulfs the Earth, we will arrange for another wipeout, as we did with the dinosaurs. Then we will pray that our next creation will do a better job than you humans.

THE END