So anyway, what was I saying? Oh, that's right. Order. Why do we have it, what does it mean, etc., etc.
Well, I hate to sound sarcastic, but... (Hell knows, you "Ah, the miracle of order!" freaks wouldn't recognize sarcasm if it came up to you in the form of a burning bush and left the image of Jesus on your freaking ass.) But let's look at our options here. Now, let's say you're God. (Oh shit. Now I'm asking for it.) Let's say you're God, and, say, after you're done making everyone's clothes disappear and giving yourself a hair transplant and/or discount liposuction surgery, let's say you decide to consider the following:
Order or chaos? Hmm. Any guesses? I know, as much as I'd like to rip you idiots a new a-hole for being stupider than a basket of bread and fish, I only have myself to blame here. Just don't give me that "I created you in my image" bullshit. Again, a misquote.
Anyway, I know I'm God, but how in God's name do you create chaos? Would someone like to give me an example of a chaotic universe?
Which reminds me. Leibniz was one of the stupidest bastards I've ever had the privilege of seeing die. So we're living in the "best of all possible worlds"? You stupid, rationalizing fuck. What a scam artist. This world exists, and no other world exists, so it just so happens that no one can prove you wrong, can they? You say the world we live in is just one of all possible worlds, and then proceed to thank me for choosing the best one. Well, thanks for the thanks, but no thanks. How's the best of all possible worlds now while you're six feet under?
Let me ask it again. What the hell does a less-than-perfect world look like? What, are the planets made out of freaking cheese, and objects mysteriously turn into other objects when no one's looking, and - check this one out - when you put your hands over your eyes, everything does disappear. Like, for real.
There's no chaos, alright? So get it through your thick heads. What we have, is what we have. End of story. It just is.
And while we're on the subject, there's no "order" either. At least, not in the sense that most of you mean when you talk about "the natural order of the universe". The point is, stop trying to put a consciousness behind every single thing you idiots discover. You people have scientists who can calculate the dimensions of a freaking galaxy, but you still manage to forget you have brains. Amazing.
If you happen to make sense of the world, it doesn't mean the sense was there before you started messing with it. You're the ones who made the sense out of the world! You're the idiots who organize the crap, and find the similarities and differences between stuff. Why do you always have to go and give me the credit?
Again, thanks but no thanks. I already have the world's most contrived piece of pulp fiction trash written about me. I'm not looking to become another Elvis Presley for Christ's sake.
