The Way the Seventh Day Really Went…


The Way the Seventh Day Really Went…

IDK how many of you believe the whole “rested” part. But I know how humans tinker when they think something is done… #amiright??

So he might have hoovered up the dust and loose stones; filled in a hole or two with putty; revised his plan on thinking about it; tested a few things out to see if they worked right; and just plain worried, right? And maybe he started from scratch over and over again, before he got sick of it?

Am I anthropomorphizing? Or did he? Is that the flaw in the design? He thought humanity would actually try to stay good forever?

And that is if he was the sole God, deity…

What if he had a wife? Goddess? Did she have things she wanted to see more of, less of, none of? Did they have fights over the design? Did she remind him that, if left to their own devices, humans will be more like petulent children in need of a meal or nap than adults? No matter how old they are?

Did she say that he had to put his toys away before dinner?
Did she say, “what do you mean a snake will cause women an eternity of pain??”

Somehow I don’t think the seventh day was very restful… do you?

Black Hole Sun- Soundgarden

In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
The sun in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
‘Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I’ll hear you scream again

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