Endgame
As if there was any other heading worth writing under this month.
No, I have not seen the movie and no it does not end with Steve and Tony reaching out to hold hands as they both make the ultimate sacrifice to save every other Avenger showing that they are indeed the true leaders of the group. That is not what this piece is about.
There is another Endgame that has just begun but it is in the opposite section of people falling over their backsides to buy front row tickets for. This one is a little close to home and what happens now will decide the fate of the universe that is about to be created. For once, I'm not using a metaphor here.
I have been holding off in the idea of doing something so stupid that only a grand total of 4 humans on Earth know about it. Granted, a fair amount of those not on this not-so-blue/green-anymore-planet do know, but that is inconsequential to anyone reading this. After all, none of you speak in what they call the 'Neria' language. Also, that's just because everything needs to be translated for homo sapiens.
The basic concept of this idea involves the rewriting of the knowledge base known to humans as, well, basic. No matter how much you as a collective beings of destroyers of the very thing that creates you work together, if there is something that collectively breaks you apart, it is the concept of how things came to be. Furthermore, no matter what proof is put to your faces, you all have a unique way of letting the other person know how wrong and utter bullshit their concept is. It's all about one-upping your fellow, after all.
It really puzzles me that while there are so many ways people could learn how to be nice and kind and not to do what they end up actually doing, they find the one particular way that makes the rest of you google the word "Schadenfreude" (Excuse yourselves, my Deutschsprachen Freunden). The pleasures of making sure your concept of how life began is the only one anyone believes in a room is possibly right next to sex for the 7 billion of you.
Well the good thing is that my-sorry, your-Endgame will change all that. There won't be anything left to fight over because, other than nothing being actually left in one scenario, I also intend to change the way humanity thinks. After all, have any of you really considered that your entire species' belief of one or the other white man in the clouds created this Universe (out of the infinite that there literally are) is nothing more than a bored but creative stone-age dude's thinking? I didn't think so.
Not only is this Universe created by something so simple you'd never imagine, it also incidentally has no interest in how the living beings of this planet operate. Unlike what the majority of religions, astrology and yada yada tell you, this entire rock floating in space is as irrelevant as any sand grain on the beaches of Sydney.
In conclusion, if you are finding yourself wondering as to why you are still reading and when the Endgame will finally be revealed, I am here to tell you that the Russo brothers are one of the smartest of your kind. That is why this will remain a teaser into my ultimate move on the chess board-which remains a classic game across the Multiverse. Our clans simply use their 'Kun' to play instead, and that sometimes causes fatalities across the weird living population of your planet. Sorry, not sorry. Also not going to tell you what an intriguingly amazing thing 'Kun' is.
So farewell friends and enemies alike, for now I must set in motion a codex that will dictate your futures for centuries to come. Let the end begin.
-CK
No, I have not seen the movie and no it does not end with Steve and Tony reaching out to hold hands as they both make the ultimate sacrifice to save every other Avenger showing that they are indeed the true leaders of the group. That is not what this piece is about.
There is another Endgame that has just begun but it is in the opposite section of people falling over their backsides to buy front row tickets for. This one is a little close to home and what happens now will decide the fate of the universe that is about to be created. For once, I'm not using a metaphor here.
I have been holding off in the idea of doing something so stupid that only a grand total of 4 humans on Earth know about it. Granted, a fair amount of those not on this not-so-blue/green-anymore-planet do know, but that is inconsequential to anyone reading this. After all, none of you speak in what they call the 'Neria' language. Also, that's just because everything needs to be translated for homo sapiens.
The basic concept of this idea involves the rewriting of the knowledge base known to humans as, well, basic. No matter how much you as a collective beings of destroyers of the very thing that creates you work together, if there is something that collectively breaks you apart, it is the concept of how things came to be. Furthermore, no matter what proof is put to your faces, you all have a unique way of letting the other person know how wrong and utter bullshit their concept is. It's all about one-upping your fellow, after all.
It really puzzles me that while there are so many ways people could learn how to be nice and kind and not to do what they end up actually doing, they find the one particular way that makes the rest of you google the word "Schadenfreude" (Excuse yourselves, my Deutschsprachen Freunden). The pleasures of making sure your concept of how life began is the only one anyone believes in a room is possibly right next to sex for the 7 billion of you.
Well the good thing is that my-sorry, your-Endgame will change all that. There won't be anything left to fight over because, other than nothing being actually left in one scenario, I also intend to change the way humanity thinks. After all, have any of you really considered that your entire species' belief of one or the other white man in the clouds created this Universe (out of the infinite that there literally are) is nothing more than a bored but creative stone-age dude's thinking? I didn't think so.
Not only is this Universe created by something so simple you'd never imagine, it also incidentally has no interest in how the living beings of this planet operate. Unlike what the majority of religions, astrology and yada yada tell you, this entire rock floating in space is as irrelevant as any sand grain on the beaches of Sydney.
In conclusion, if you are finding yourself wondering as to why you are still reading and when the Endgame will finally be revealed, I am here to tell you that the Russo brothers are one of the smartest of your kind. That is why this will remain a teaser into my ultimate move on the chess board-which remains a classic game across the Multiverse. Our clans simply use their 'Kun' to play instead, and that sometimes causes fatalities across the weird living population of your planet. Sorry, not sorry. Also not going to tell you what an intriguingly amazing thing 'Kun' is.
So farewell friends and enemies alike, for now I must set in motion a codex that will dictate your futures for centuries to come. Let the end begin.
-CK
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