In the beginning, God created the earth, and he looked upon it in His cosmic loneliness.
And God said, “Let Us make living creatures out of mud, so the mud can see what We have done.” And God created every living creature that now moveth, and one was man. Mud as man alone could speak. God leaned close as mud as man sat up, looked around, and spoke. Man blinked. “What is the purpose of all this?” he asked politely.
“Everything must have a purpose?” asked God.
“Certainly,” said man.
“Then I leave it to you to think of one for all this,” said God.
And He went away.
I just went on this really weird Twitter talk about Supernatural and Easter which means it’s really time to stop procrastinating and write this damn essay.
I tweeted more in the last half hour than I have ever before #timetostop
"untitled lesbian rom-com starring Emma Thompson and Tilda Swinton with roles for possible actors including Tom Hiddleston, Michael B. Jordan and Tom Hardy"