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There are thousands of arguments for and against evolution, for and against creation, for and against “other”; they’re all so darn* smug, but none of them have got it right. The Evolutionists seem to believe that man evolved (see below for expansion on this comment). This is simply not true, and I can prove it any day of the week at any Raley’s supermarket or Macy’s, Bloomingdale’s and Toys-R-Us on December 24th of any year; there’s not a single speck of evidence that they’re evolved from anything. The Creationists, on the other hand, are equally convinced that the world is 4000 years old and that everything was created by the hand of God; they’ve got it almost right, but again, they miss the mark on the button. Want to know the real answer?
I’ll probably get in trouble for this with the Higher-Ups, but the world is, in fact, only a few hours old at any given time, because the server resets every three hours or three games, whichever comes first; usually it’s on the order of three hours.
Whatever history, archaeology, sociology, biology, anthropology, geology and astrology there is at this time is what happens to be in the .ini file at the time of INITialization, get it?
And as for you and your personal history, forget it. One heat-seeking missile, and your history is history.
They’ve found my Boson Particle. Now they need to find my Oriented Universe, which indicates that the entire thing is built on a simple flat grid, which it is. It doesn’t need to actually be 3D to play as 3D.
Why bother with evolution? First of all, it’s not actually evolution that Karl Marx or Charles Darwin — whatever his name was — proposed. It was natural selection, meaning survival of … not the fittest, as many misquote … but the survival of those who happen to be lucky enough, if luck is the right word for it, to survive.
Evolution is really a drag. No need for it, and it’s a pain in the butt from start to finish. Give me a simple low-polygon model and I’m a happy camper, although I never camp the intel or the spawn room, and neither should you.
So much for Evolution. Like I said, it’s a drag from beginning to end. Now, about Creation…
Creation is a lousy word for it. Like I said to Jehovah when he finished this particular piece of business we call Earth, “For this you expect a Ph.D.???”
It’ll never happen. The day Jehovah graduates will be a day of sadness for all 48 year old undergrads who depend for their very lives upon the business of academia to academize, whatever that means. Whatever it is, spell-check surely hates it. Part of my Pleasure Zone is to taunt and ignore spell-check whenever I can.
This was one of those times.
Creation is tricky. First you have to conjure up the void. Once that’s done, the rest is easy. You begin Creation by uttering the word.
“Jesus Christ!” is one of those words that is occasionally uttered on the occasions called by humans “Creation”. They have adopted the quaint custom of calling it “The” Creation, differentiating it from all other creations in some obscure fashion.
I myself never utter “Jesus Christ!” as an exclamatory phrase. It’s not a matter of taking someone’s name in vain, although I’ve never subscribed to that practice. It’s a matter of record that one of the sandal-wearing Wise Men stumbled on a rock in the desert in the dark of the night, and yelped “Jesus Christ!” You gotta admit, it’s a great name for the kid!
I myself prefer “Shazam!” as a LOGOS. It’s so 20th century, but I like it.
I don’t always assign shazam as a filename for the urthgame orb. You can see how varied it can be with these examples of world-crafting.
It takes me about five hours to craft up a very large level, the whole size of the map, which is what you call “The Universe”. It’s nowhere near 4,000 years, see? Boy, are those guys off!
So much for Creation, eh?
*footnote: “darn” — you’ll note that, as widespread as it is in Pop Culture, I don’t use the “f” word. It’s not just a question of taste, consideration for the kids who might be reading or hearing my words, although that goes a long way.
No, it’s just that I don’t need it.
Equipped as I am with ready and able wit, barbed tongue and sharpened keyboard, I have sufficient language skills to drive the point home and keep it there without resorting to a primitive animalistic offensively aggressive grunt, the sound of which resembles the act. Onomatopoeia, or something entirely different? I had promised to eschew didactic obfuscation, hadn’t I, or had I?
I don’t know…maybe I’m wrong. Is “f* you” the ultimate put-down, or just a numb-brain knee-jerk response? Comments welcome, but I won’t read them.
See You At The Top!!!
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