The way I figure it, one of a few possibilities is true:
1 there is a god. He lets all the bad shit happen, and therefore isn't worthy of dedication.
B: there is no god. Shit happens. Nobody is there to be worthy of dedication.
III- there is a god. It kicked off the big bang and sat back to watch. Either it has the ability to affect positive change and doesn't, or it can't. In which case, it's still not worthy of dedication.
The end result is the same for me
"Slow, or quick?"
I like the "they became so hungry, they became cannibals to survive, and since the they can't get enough to satisfy their hunger so they look like monsters now" legend.
Even when nobody mentions you, you still show up to let everyone know...
My wife is super bad at not volunteering information.
She's partially deaf and a few other issues that make phone conversations hard, so she often asks me to sit in and listen to explain anything she didn't catch, and make sure she heard everything correctly.
I'm often making the neck cut "stop talking/mute mic" motion to get her to stop saying things the other people don't need to hear.
For instance, she quit a previous job over an employee basically stalking her while she was on the property, and screaming in her face over any imagined sleight. This employee was a problem with others as well, but who you know is more important than how you work in some places so nothing was ever done.
The other places she interviews with don't need the whole back story of why she quit. "Safety concerns" is completely correct, and leaves out the possibility that the new job might think you don't work well with others. She does. The other guy didn't.
So every time she starts telling the potential employer about it, I cut her off to remind her of that.
I'm very much the "ALL my information is need to know and you don't need to know" kind of person when it comes to things like that, and she just kind of vomits words all over the place when she feels uncomfortable.
A person can dream.
I live just outside a no-fly zone around an airport. Maybe a mile away, slightly under.
I never take my drone above the trees unless I'm away from home because I'm paranoid about anything going wrong and my drone just taking off in one direction until it dies or hits something.
I'd rather be extra cautious and be lightly mocked than cause the airport to shut down and have the alphabet boys knocking on/down my door.
Especially since I live close enough to a military base that my drone could theoretically reach it in a flyaway, if winds are helping it along.
Note: I have been lucky enough that in four years, I have never lost contact with my drone, but the paranoia remains.
The sentence that was handed down based on the evidence should be served by the fabricators. And because punishment for the poors is extremely disproportionate (snatching $20 from a counter is not deserving of a year in prison) I say add 20% to the sentence, minimum.
Make them serve 18 years, minimum. Of course, their choices are solitary for their protection or Gen-pop.
"Cruel fascist simp and the people stuck up his ass continues to be cruel fascist simp"
Shocking.
My parents have between 1,000 and 3,000 books.. Even they aren't sure.
Last time they were neatly arranged I was a child.
Right now they have 3 floor-to-ceiling bookshelves stacked as densely as possible, 3 books deep, with as many stacked In and laying on top as can fit Ina rectangle 10ft tall, 4ft wide, and 18ish inches deep.
Plus a handful of waist high shelves, multiple moving boxes filled up that haven't been emptied since they moved in2017 and a ton scattered all over the house..
They have more fantasy/Sci fi books than every library in a 50 mile radius combined.
I still have less than 30 books to my name since most of mine are digital, but I've been going to half price books looking to get physical copies of everything.
Five) is a good one. Like "oh shit.... I fucked this one up too much, I guess I'll see how it turns out but I'm gonna start over with a new batch"
I'd love to see someone more creative with writing than me do some writing prompts with that premise. Maybe have someone from this universe ascend or something and actually confronts god as they're spending time with their new ~~family~~ creation.
六> is also a good one, it reminds me of the idea that every single person is God. And when all of humanity has finally lived and died, god will become a single consciousness and join the rest of their kind. It kind of pairs poetically with Carl Sagan's Pale Blue Dot.