Writer: Gurnoor Kaur
i don’t know what to say to you, it isn’t every day that you get to talk to god.
you can ask me anything you want.
i know i can but should i? wouldn’t it alter all that you’ve mapped out for the world?
you and me talking can be considered part of it, don’t you think?
i don’t know.
there must be something you want to know.
there is, there are a lot of things i want to know, actually but i don’t want to be selfish, i want to make what i ask count, not waste this opportunity, you know?
alright then, think well, i’m not going anywhere, because i’m god, get it (haha).
hm, will, um, everything be alright? with everyone? the world, the people, and all the problems, will we survive?
ah, what do you think?
i don’t know, that’s why i asked you.
you have some thoughts, otherwise you wouldn’t have asked, why don’t you tell me what you think?
well i’m not sure, i want to believe that humans are good to each other, to other sentient beings but then they do such heinous things and i lose faith all over again until an incident revives it, then i feel okay for a while again. but on most days, everything makes me think we’ll crash and burn very soon, we will just be a small speck vanishing, turning in on itself in the vastness of the galaxies beyond our comprehension but that’ll be it. makes me wonder what even is the point of anything if that’s our fate, anyway.
i think, my child, you know the answer to your question already, you don’t need me answering anything for you.
which part of what i said is the answer? i don’t understand.
the first part of what you said had something to do with hope, remember? that’s it.
what, you’ll not elaborate?
ah no no. can’t mess up the grand scheme of things, you know.
but what was the point, then?
holding onto faith.
that’s it?
that’s it.
faith in whom? you?
i’m you, i’m everything, this religion business is all second-hand watered-down material. all you need to have faith in is each other.
but…
(god disappears, but never really does, you get it because they’re god)
