Thread:AngryLance/@comment-39280634-20200210184758/@comment-39280634-20200227002312

That doesn't answer my question. But I won't insist.

''Of course, after all, we're all just 'ants in an ant-farm'. To be 'played' with until we expire, then you 'deities' move on to the next, with no heart break or remorse. Our existance rendered moot and inferior just by the mere existance of your kind. Because there will never be the chance or the hope of ever reaching the same heights as you or even come close to comprehending you. And you 'deities' will continue to do so until all the stars in the galaxy burn out, until the universe grows cold and entropy sets in. You might be able to rewind time every time. But how many times until you finaly go insane under the sheer weight of your cosmic age ? With enough eons, even chaos may die...''

This is my stance on these so-called trickster-deities; never knowing whether you truly cared about us mortals or not...