Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Mark Twain

The Creator sat upon the throne, thinking. Behind him stretched the illimitable continent of heaven, steeped in a glory of light and color; before him rose the black night of Space, like a wall. His mighty bulk towered rugged and mountain-like into the zenith, and His divine head blazed there like a distant sun. At His feet stood three colossal figures, diminished to extinction, almost, by contrast -- archangels -- their heads level with His ankle-bone.

When the Creator had finished thinking, He said, "I have thought. Behold!"

He lifted His hand, and from it burst a fountain-spray of fire, a million stupendous suns, which clove the blackness and soared, away and away and away, diminishing in magnitude and intensity as they pierced the far frontiers of Space, until at last they were but as diamond nailheads sparkling under the domed vast roof of the universe.

At the end of an hour the Grand Council was dismissed.

They left the Presence impressed and thoughtful, and retired to a private place, where they might talk with freedom. None of the three seemed to want to begin, though all wanted somebody to do it. Each was burning to discuss the great event, but would prefer not to commit himself till he should know how the others regarded it. So there was some aimless and halting conversation about matters of no consequence, and this dragged tediously along, arriving nowhere, until at last the archangel Satan gathered his courage together -- of which he had a very good supply -- and broke ground. He said: "We know what we are here to talk about, my lords, and we may as well put pretense aside, and begin. If this is the opinion of the Council -- "

"It is, it is!" said Gabriel and Michael, gratefully interrupting.

"Very well, then, let us proceed. We have witnessed a wonderful thing; as to that, we are necessarily agreed. As to the value of it -- if it has any -- that is a matter which does not personally concern us. We can have as many opinions about it as we like, and that is our limit. We have no vote. I think Space was well enough, just as it was, and useful, too. Cold and dark -- a restful place, now and then, after a season of the overdelicate climate and trying splendors of heaven. But these are details of no considerable moment; the new feature, the immense feature, is -- what, gentlemen?"

"The invention and introduction of automatic, unsupervised, self-regulating law for the government of those myriads of whirling and racing suns and worlds!"

"That is it!" said Satan. "You perceive that it is a stupendous idea. Nothing approaching it has been evolved from the Master Intellect before. Law --Automatic Law -- exact and unvarying Law -- requiring no watching, no correcting, no readjusting while the eternities endure! He said those countless vast bodies would plunge through the wastes of Space ages and ages, at unimaginable speed, around stupendous orbits, yet never collide, and never lengthen nor shorten their orbital periods by so much as the hundredth part of a second in two thousand years! That is the new miracle, and the greatest of all -- Automatic Law! And He gave it a name -- the LAW OF NATURE -- and said Natural Law is the LAW OF GOD -- interchangeable names for one and the same thing."

"Yes," said Michael, "and He said He would establish Natural Law -- the Law of God -- throughout His dominions, and its authority should be supreme and inviolable."

"Also," said Gabriel, "He said He would by and by create animals, and place them, likewise, under the authority of that Law."

"Yes," said Satan, "I heard Him, but did not understand. What is animals, Gabriel?"

"Ah, how should I know? How should any of us know? It is a new word."

[Interval of three centuries, celestial time -- the equivalent of a hundred million years, earthly time. Enter a Messenger-Angel.]

"My lords, He is making animals. Will it please you to come and see?"

They went, they saw, and were perplexed. Deeply perplexed -- and the Creator noticed it, and said, "Ask. I will answer."

"Divine One," said Satan, making obeisance, "what are they for?"

"They are an experiment in Morals and Conduct. Observe them, and be instructed."

There were thousands of them. They were full of activities. Busy, all busy -- mainly in persecuting each other. Satan remarked -- after examining one of them through a powerful microscope: "This large beast is killing weaker animals, Divine One."

"The tiger -- yes. The law of his nature is ferocity. The law of his nature is the Law of God. He cannot disobey it."

"Then in obeying it he commits no offense, Divine One?"

"No, he is blameless."

"This other creature, here, is timid, Divine One, and suffers death without resisting."

"The rabbit -- yes. He is without courage. It is the law of his nature -- the Law of God. He must obey it."

"Then he cannot honorably be required to go counter to his nature and resist, Divine One?"

"No. No creature can be honorably required to go counter to the law of his nature -- the Law of God."

After a long time and many questions, Satan said, "The spider kills the fly, and eats it; the bird kills the spider and eats it; the wildcat kills the goose; the -- well, they all kill each other. It is murder all along the line. Here are countless multitudes of creatures, and they all kill, kill, kill, they are all murderers. And they are not to blame, Divine One?"

"They are not to blame. It is the law of their nature. And always the law of nature is the Law of God. Now -- observe -- behold! A new creature -- and the masterpiece -- Man!"

Men, women, children, they came swarming in flocks, in droves, in millions.

"What shall you do with them, Divine One?"

"Put into each individual, in differing shades and degrees, all the various Moral Qualities, in mass, that have been distributed, a single distinguishing characteristic at a time, among the nonspeaking animal world -- courage, cowardice, ferocity, gentleness, fairness, justice, cunning, treachery, magnanimity, cruelty, malice, malignity, lust, mercy, pity, purity, selfishness, sweetness, honor, love, hate, baseness, nobility, loyalty, falsity, veracity, untruthfulness -- each human being shall have all of these in him, and they will constitute his nature. In some, there will be high and fine characteristics which will submerge the evil ones, and those will be called good men; in others the evil characteristics will have dominion, and those will be called bad men. Observe -- behold -- they vanish!"

"Whither are they gone, Divine One?"

"To the earth -- they and all their fellow animals."

"What is the earth?"

"A small globe I made, a time, two times and a half ago. You saw it, but did not notice it in the explosion of worlds and suns that sprayed from my hand. Man is an experiment, the other animals are another experiment. Time will show whether they were worth the trouble. The exhibition is over; you may take your leave, my lords."

Several days passed by.

This stands for a long stretch of (our) time, since in heaven a day is as a thousand years.

Satan had been making admiring remarks about certain of the Creator's sparkling industries -- remarks which, being read between the lines, were sarcasms. He had made them confidentially to his safe friends the other archangels, but they had been overheard by some ordinary angels and reported at Headquarters.

He was ordered into banishment for a day -- the celestial day. It was a punishment he was used to, on account of his too flexible tongue. Formerly he had been deported into Space, there being nowhither else to send him, and had flapped tediously around there in the eternal night and the Arctic chill; but now it occurred to him to push on and hunt up the earth and see how the Human Race experiment was coming along.

By and by he wrote home -- very privately -- to St. Michael and St. Gabriel about it.

Written By - Mark Twain

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Sunday, January 23, 2011

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Can You Relate

Relationships are tough, messy but needed for everyday human social life. When you sit down and talk to someone for thirty minutes you might just realize that you have certain intangibles in common despite their physical differences. When a group of people sits down together and bounces ideas off of one another, social norms are formulated and we get the added dynamic of understanding what it is that motivates our peers. We get an idea of what values and situations have shaped their thought process. I know that some people hope for the day when racial lines will fade into the rear view mirror of our society and we can all come together as one people; hopefully I will live to see that day.

Monday, December 20, 2010

New Series

The oh-so-cool looking bad ass to the left is a character that has been trapped inside my brain for almost ten years. Which is a long and strenuous time for anyone or anything to be around me without going insane. But if I do say so myself, Snow, the hero with magical abilities, advanced hand to hand combat and weapons training is alive and well. Soon to be kicking bad guy arse in 'Heaven's Fate' the graphic novel.

The story picks up with Snow searching for his fathers killer. I won't give away too much but let's just say I am thinking of turning this into an epic. I'm talking DBZ long, Naruto long; that's how much goes one during this story. It's been ten years in the making and I've been waiting to do this one for a while.

And if you think the protagonist is cool wait until I unveil the antagonist. I think he is my favorite character in this story.

Not to mention, there are three females that do their fair share of butt kicking and backstabbing, literally. So if you like action, adventure, fantasy and mystery stay tuned.

The Fate of the Heavens is in control of mortal men.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Shoot for the Stars

Its seems as if traveling is a natural part of the holidays. As I travel across the back roads and through the small country towns of the south, I look up at the clear, night sky with stars shinning brightly.

Seeing the large expanse and the last un-manned frontier makes you wonder. Whether you believe in a divine spirit or a theory of evolution, one cannot help but wonder about the secrets of the universe and realize that humans are but tiny and insignificant organisms with lifespans of a second compared to the cosmic wheel of time. One cannot help but wonder what is out there, especially if you have read 2001 Space Odessy by Arthur C. Clarke.

I also remember hearing that they are more stars than deceased humans on the planet earth. Humans are fragile creatures. Even though all of us cannot reach the height of an actor in life I hope that we can reach the stars in death.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Scientific Renaissance

Light travels at over 186,000 miles per hour.
A quantum computer calculates data at the atomic level.

I love science fiction.
Science, physics, chemistry, astrology, etc.

All of these disciplines are taken into account when I sit down to write a new short story or novel. But when you take into consideration what this might mean in the grand scheme of things, to me anyway, is aliens.

I believe that it is extremely arrogant of us to assume that we are the only intelligent life forms in the entire universe; which is very very large and extremely old. What does this imply for those of us who are God's children? If he created us, this world, this galaxy and everything in it... Could he not have created similar versions of us on different planets? Maybe he did, and will grant us with the technology, know how and ability to meet our distant cousins at some point. I only hope that I am alive for the day when humans make contact with extra terrestrials. The opportunity to learn from each other and exchange ideas is not something that should be scoffed at by the masses but something that should be encouraged. As humans living on a dieing rock, that we are killing; we should look forward to the day when we will have the capacity to travel at the speed of light, find the singularity in quatum mechanics and one day colonize our galaxy and other earth like planets. Hopefully when we do reach that phase of evolution, we will treat our next planet better than we have treated this one.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Writing Sci Fi

Why is that when I actually have the time to write and sit down to do so I find any excuse not to write? Whether it's twitter, facebook or going off on an irrelevant tangent of research that has nothing to do with the story I'm working on. It's almost to the point where I need to take my laptop off into the woods somewhere with no wifi and disconnect in order to get something done. But then I need to come back to the world, re-connect and start promoting myself through these various mediums that are causing so much distraction.

What will happen in the future when there are interactive 3D environments imprinted on our contact lenses and sun glasses; computer chips installed in our brains so no matter where we go, we are connected to wifi? Will the human race eventually assimilate with our technology to the point where we all have a shared consciousness? Taking youtube, facebook and twitter to the next level.

At this point in time I would like to send a shout out to Alastair Reynolds since I am reading his science fiction novel Redemption Ark which touches on some of these subjects.