Please, an encore.

I wonder if consciousness was an afterthought. That the creator created beings just for the hell of it. Living, moving statues.  Of course, that would have been boring for the creator. In essence, watching zombies perform. In predictable ways. But then came the creator’s brilliant and thrilling idea. Giving creatures the ability to think. On their own.  Actual consciousness. Awareness. It’s gotta have been a stroke of genius. Now the creator can watch the theater. The drama of life. So unpredictable. Not even the creator can predict what will happen next. He’s in his seat. Watching. Watching. Watching. Trying to guess. The unfolding drama. And where it’s all gonna lead.  Maybe in a gigantic climax. Oh, I hope there’s overwhelming applause from the creator.  A shout of bravo!!!  A curtain call. Please,  an encore. –Jim Broede