We Wondered ... and Found Out!(Charles E.J. Moulton) We Wondered … and Found Out!

Surreal Universal Parable

By Charles E.J. Moulton


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Dear Human,

Beyond the river, there’s a stream. Beyond the stream there’s a rainbow. Beyond the rainbow, there’s a sun. Beyond the sun, there’s a solar system. Beyond the solar system, there’s a galaxy filled with a hundred billion stars. Beyond the galaxy is another galaxy, filled with a hundred billion stars. Beyond that other galaxy are a hundred billion other galaxies filled with a hundred billion stars. Beyond those hundred billion galaxies there’s the wall of the soap bubble all these galaxies are inside. Beyond that soap bubble there is the vortex of space, before another soap bubble can be found with another hundred billion galaxies inside it.

There are a hundred billion of these bubbles around, floating in this space of quantum candy. All these bubbles float together in that raindrop that landed on your window during the storm last Tuesday.

You didn’t realize it, but you wiped out a trillion lives when you washed the windows the next day. It didn’t matter, though. Because time doesn’t really exist, the space-time-continuum just switched all those bubbles to another reality.

That happens through love, really. When someone loves someone, all that can be repaired. The energy sort of just exuded out of your heart because of your new girlfriend. So your angels could actually retrieve all those lives and put them all in another bubble in another universe.

But we are worried about the dog that is about to sneeze in front of your house in a few minutes. He doesn’t know that the universe he is living in actually has landed inside the dog biscuit he couldn’t digest.

So we are actually writing to you, dear maker, to consider preventing the dog from sneezing. It will likely cause some sort of galactic storm. All you have to do is to love the dog. Pet it and you will all be saved.

Maybe he then could just somehow breathe out the crumb and we could then let a butterfly by and pick it up. Maybe we even could put it on your window. If you promise not to wash your window for a week, the time of your world will have passed for a thousand generations and will have transported into other realities, anyway.

Let us know what you decide to do.

You don’t realize it, but you are all creators. The aura of your house is a whole universe and it would be nice if you considered which raindrops you wipe away.

Sincerely yours,

God

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