The bombs drop. I lay in the flower fields, this should be my last moments but I know it isn't. I have to watch the world be ripped apart and rebuilt. No normal human would have to do this, if only I were one. I am no mortal, I hold much more power in this petty world where money and fame are all they care about. Can't one be happy with anything? A mortal body could only hold so much pain and sorrow, an immortal body, a god even, would have that but for eternity. So many times I've been here, watching the world end and rebuild itself, and yet it always ends in war. Humans seem to find it impossible to come together and form alliances. Instead they want everyone to bow and submit to them. One wouldn't have thought this was how it would work but then they look and see the mess. Maybe if I were mortal, I may finally understand how the mind works. I may form friendships, and enemies, and crave fame like the rest of them. I wouldn't have to live forever within this void of conflict.
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24/12/22
Also I published this after rules in Ohio but it's listed before
