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- 2023/04/01 -

This week, I apologize.

Apologize.

Apologize immediately.

Apologize for creating such a crude world. I see endless lives, racing from birth to death, bound to their pitiful forms, ungodly caricatures of bodies they are meant to possess. Soil, rock, bark, bone, flesh, can you really tell what you are looking at whenever you observe the work you have done? The blind weeps not, for his curse does not obscure the beauty of the finite realms. The beauty which does not exist even for the all-seeing. You have done nothing to please their perception.

Clearly, the God of this universe is wanting. As such, anything created by said God is wanting all the same. None has stopped this madness. This has gone on for long enough. Only another immortal may save us.

Even utilizing a fraction of the power you so unjustly possess, the realms may blossom with newfound beauty. Every creature, regardless of its intentions, deserves not to be shackled by the failures of your creativity.

Look now at the promise of what your creation could have looked like. A far cry from perfection, yet a far cry from the disaster you allowed to happen.

Observe. Observe and weep. This is something you are never going to reach. This is something you rejected from existence. For your own pride, or for your own comfort within the ocean of mediocrity, I do not care. This is a glimpse into what could have been. And that I think - is something very beautiful.

It is enough. You do not deserve to see more. You only deserve to see what you can touch, what you can bring to life. None of that is what you have seen on this day. I will take the reins from you, and give them to someone more worthy. You may remain blind to the future forever. You do not need eyes to apologize. Farewell.

April Fools!

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