Calypsolarts

Without getting too deep, this ending is, at the very least, an interesting experiment to see how folks veiw what pieces are most fundamental in making someone who they are.

Every time someone says "They got to be happy" imagine me screaming at the screen NO THEY DIDN'T. My brothers are identical twins. That doesn't make them the same fucking person.

It's This. Beelzebub isn't even looking at the man next to her. That's not the person who is their hell and happiness. He's not in there. He's where his memories are -- in the fly.

In the finale ending we were given, I can see the power of Crowley's Choice, the incredible love for humanity in their sacrifice, and the beauty of Aziraphale's willingness to disappear into Nothingness with the one Being that makes him feel complete. And my little ace/grey heart is satified without a big show of physical affection, so I'm not sulking over the absence of a Kiss.

But this world, this story, told us that memories are what makes you You. That shiney new children can't just replace the children you already love. That other couples lives might mirror your story, but aren't actually You. That we build off of what is broken, and work to fix it as best we can. That brokenness is still lovable, deserves love and can find love.

Crowley told us the rules of the Book of Life, that what gets erased will have never existed. God contributed another worldbuilding rule, a coldly finite and absolute statement, in Her response to Crowley and Aziraphale's decision -- a Hobson's Choice, btw.

Eventually there'll be humans and life, in all of its mundane glory. Something that both of you will neither know or experience, though.

This is what many of us are struggling with. As much as we love this show and respect Sir Terry, this finale only gives Our Ineffables a happy human ending if the show unravels nearly every rule they ever told us -- including the last words God spoke moments before Asa and Anthony meet.

According to everything we were told, Aziraphale and Crowley are gone. It's a beautiful love story echoing throughout time and space, but it's not theirs anymore. What made them.. Them... is gone.

It's okay if you see it differently.

But many of us are stuck here, trapped in a limbo where our minds and hearts are faced with our own Hobson's Choice. Unexpected. Impossible. Heartbreaking.

Please be kind. We have a lot to lose.

We love this beautiful world too.

ITS NOT.