The God Particale - Thaum
This one is more of a story I guess, a work in progress
Time was getting old,
Things had changed from those early days.
When it was just chaos and confusion
Excitement of not knowing what would happen from moment to moment.
That was a long time ago though
Now the years where starting to catch up on him,
Age was leading to forgetfulness
When you or I forget things
Like why you went into a room
Or where the hell I left my house keys
It’s no big deal.
Recently though he’d lost an entire damn solar system,
Later realising it was one of those damn black holes.
They were a mistake if ever the was one.
I suppose we all get lazy and it was getting awfully cluttered for a while.
Something had to be done, to keep himself interested,
A nice little project to ensure his mind was active
I guess that’s how earth came about.
You’ve probably heard of it small planet,
On the spiral arm of a galaxy
To begin with things were going so well
That’s until he decided to get creative.
Now you may think that humans are funny looking
You should have seen his first attempts
A whole hodgepodge of whacky ideas
From the sentient jellyfish
To tribes of dinosaurs
Humans though that’s when things got strange
For some reason they kept trying to measure him
Some seem to define their lives by him
Now in some circles time is known as a dimension
What will they think of next