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The Monday Morning Memo

Way Back in The Long Ago

ONE:

Way back in the long ago, the maker spoke, and light exploded across the darkness. Energy radiated across the nothing.

Time and space and order appeared, from the nothing of the long ago.

Bits of energy shot like shrapnel from a bomb into the grid that was created by the ordering of the nothing. Bits of energy bonded with other bits to become great lumps that went spinning across the grid.

Their spinning caused these lumps to become spherical.

Some of the spheres were made of gasses; ice giants and dwarfs, gas giants and dwarfs, and suns of every size and temperature were created by the energy within them.

Others of those spheres became great rocks.

Oxygen bonded to hydrogen so that water splashed in the hollows of those rocks.

The maker smiled.

Algae and moss and grass and trees emerged, and the maker smiled again.

Winged creatures darted through the air and swimming creatures darted through the sea, and the maker smiled again.

And then creatures appeared on the rock itself. Creatures appeared on the land.

TWO:

The maker looked at us and decided to make us into little makers with the power to choose whatever we would choose. We were given the authority to say “yes,” and the authority to say “no,” as we stared into the eyes of the maker.

Our maker gave us the freedom to be guided by our choices, rather than remain the captives of our instincts.

The maker is not held captive by time and space. The maker created time and space.

It is only we – you and me – who measure time and space.

Seven billion of us are crammed onto a rock that circles an 11,000-degree fireball as it shoots through a limitless vacuum at 52 times the speed of a rifle bullet.

We are passengers on a world spinning out of control.

Having wrongly been taught that the maker is in control, we blame the maker for every sadness.

You can’t have it both ways. You can’t have both free will and a benevolent higher power who protects you from yourself.1

THREE:

You are the motherfather of what you say. Your word goes out from you. It reveals you.

This is because you are an echo of the maker.

Way back in the long ago, the maker spoke worlds into existence.

We can do it, too.

We speak worlds into existence every time we tell a story.

We tell stories with words and music and photographs and paintings and sculptures and drawings and cartoons and movies and every type of social media.

You create worlds in the hearts and minds of the people into whose lives you speak.

Into whose lives are you speaking?

Who are you allowing to speak into your life?

FOUR:

Let us now return to that day in the long ago, when the maker gave us the freedom to be guided by our choices rather than remain the captives of our instincts…

 

 

1. (Arthur C. Clarke)

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