The Universe said to itself, “Wow, that Big Bang was really something. It brought me a consciousness that was never here before. And now I am scattered all over the place, and then some. Also, it seems that I am slowly expanding. And there is dark energy, dark matter, stars, planets, hydrogen and helium gasses, big things, small things, and everything else in between. Oh yes, and there are gravitational waves.
Like I said, I have this consciousness, but part of it is that I think I have the ability to create things. Things that were never there before. It’s just a hunch, but I may have to give it a try sometime.
Now I’m thinking that I will give it a try. You know, I’m very big, vast actually. I consist of a lot of things, but it’s, well to put it bluntly, it’s boring. Nothing to do but watch myself getting bigger and bigger, and all I can see is a bunch of matter. Hmmm, let’s see, what can I do to change that? This may take some speculation.
Okay, I’ve got it. I really don’t know how long I’ve been thinking about it, no concept. But at least I have an idea. I’m going to create something from all this matter, gasses, and other gunk I don’t know what to call.
Now there it is, at least the first part. I’ve put a bunch of special stuff together into a different kind of planet, and it’s moving around and around, counter-clock wise, I think. There’s not much to talk about yet, just a bunch of mammoth rock, hot gasses, fire, lots of water, and other stuff.
Yes I’ve created this giant, rotating sphere, but so what? It’s composed of everything else like me, and then some extra stuff, and it’s compacted into one very large ball. A little creative, but not much. Let’s see, what else can I do? Okay, never mind, I’ve got it. I’ll add some other elements, and then see what happens.
Okay, there it is, I’ve done it, or at least I’ve done something. But wait a minute, something is starting to happen. Yes, something else is definitely coming into the picture. Microscopic things are coming from what seems to be out of nowhere. Yep, nothing quite like it on any of the other planets I’ve messed around with. And now more and more of those things are appearing. I don’t know what to call them. Oh, I’ve got it. I’ll call it life. Well, better call it primitive, microscopic life for now.
But hold on here just a second. The littlest things are now becoming things that are getting bigger and bigger. And now there are millions, no billions of them. Some of them are pretty good size now, at least compared to how they started out. And what’s this? There is some life form now that has developed, creatures actually, that stand on two legs, and communicate with each other through some form of noise that makes sense to them. And now there are more and more of them, and they are building all kinds of things on this strange new planet that I’ve created. And not only that, something very disturbing is happening.
These creatures just can’t get along. At least a significant number of them can’t. Many of them resort to killing each other. Maybe that will stop.
No, it hasn’t stopped. I don’t know how long this has been going on now. It’s hard to gauge. I wish I had something to measure it by. But wait, some of these creatures have created a concept that they call time, even though it’s relative. But I can use that to figure out how long things have been happening.
Okay, it seems like forever, at least as far as this planet is concerned, that these creatures haven’t been able to get along. Some of them even wrote a story about the first two brothers who ever existed on this planet, and one of them killed the other one. And you know what? It’s getting worse. These creatures have created things that make it possible to destroy many of them, even all of them if they aren’t careful. Yes, if some of them use their mega weapons in the wrong way it could happen; just the push of a button. You’d think these people would come to their senses and realize that if they all just got along they could escalate their creativity and advance themselves exponentially.
Now that I’ve got this time concept down I realize it’s been thousands of years that these creatures have been trying to wipe each other off the face of this very special, one of a kind planet that I’ve created. Guess I’d better give these creatures a name. Let’s see, okay, I’ve got it. ‘HUMANS,’ that’s what I’m calling them. Yes humans, even though a significant number of them aren’t humane!
Admittedly I made a mistake. I had good intentions. I wanted to make something that was good. And now that I think on it more, these humans are not only bent on killing each other, they are actually trying to destroy this planet that I’ve made. The humans have made things that have clogged the pure air that I made just so they can exist. And they have polluted the water. They have also drilled large holes in the planet that make it hurt. Oh, I could go on and on, but need I say more? Well yes, I suppose I do.
And they are making the planet warmer and warmer, so that it negatively affects all the other lower forms of life that I’ve created. Many of the humans know what is happening. In fact they have created a measuring device that lets them know that the year 2015 was the hottest in recorded history. So that’s it. I have to do it. I just have to.
Yes, I have to get rid of these humans. If I don’t the planet that I’ve created will be worthless, useless to the other forms of life I’ve created, and they will all disappear. But before I do anything I’d better check with God to see if what I plan to do is okay.
Just got back from a visit with the Supreme Being. I was told to just let things be, that things will run their course, and it will be what it will be. The humans will most likely do away with themselves. But I also got an idea from the Big Boss.
I’m going to create a new planet. Start all over again, just like I did with Planet Earth. But things will be different. I’m going to be very selective, and after I create this new planet that is similar to earth, I’m going to transfer a number of the current humans to my new planet. They won’t know what happened, just that one minute they were on earth, and the next they were in a new place. Yes, I can do that. And I can make sure that these folks adjust instantaneously to their new home. I know how to do just that. It’s one of the many secrets of the universe, yes me, and it’s my secret!
But I have to be very selective regarding those I choose to put on my new, giant, revolving sphere that will be earth’s sister. Yes, these people will all be musicians and singers. But not just any musicians and singers. They must sing a certain kind of music. And they must be players of acoustic guitars, 5-string banjos, fiddles, mandolins, dobros, and acoustic standup basses. Why? Because these people have proven that they can get along.
Oh sure, they have their differences, squabbles, and often engage in verbal jousting. But they usually don’t kill each other, and they treat their earthly environments with respect; at least ninety-nine percent of them do. Let’s see, I’ll need a name for their new home. What shall I call it? Okay, I’ve got it.
‘PLANET BLUEGRASS.’ That’s it. That’s what it will be called. It’s got to happen. It’s going to happen. I’m going to do it. I’m sure of it. I can almost see it now, off in the future. The only thing is, I don’t know when. But all I can say about that is, it will be sooner than you think.”
