god is a lonely teenage girl who killed herself approximately 13.8 billion years ago. the gun went off inside her mouth, and a sound of a distant bang echoed against the hollow of her cavity
she doesn't exist anymore, bits of her essence scattered across the midnight inky blot, some forming into crippled sands of tiny molten, luminous essence, held together in spheres of plasma, the remainder of her brain's clumps rotated within elliptical structures pulled amongst the primordial diatomics, spiraling gargantuan waves of divine frequency in the ether. indigo fluid spills from the gap where the bullet tore through hard muscle, staining the ornamental table, like warm, served meat, freshly cut, the very first fruits of communion, even then her corpse is defiled for consumption, a brief glimpse of what will come of her descendants after her death.
