There were many planets in many different Galaxies.
They all had animals, plants, bacteria. They all had Archaea life, and Eukaryota. They all lived on planets, around a sun, filled with oceans. All of the animals lived and died. The natural cycles of life were never broken though they did change all the time. God watched these creatures live and die as they were meant to.
Scottish Scientist Alexander Fleming woke up tired. His previous discovery was being ignored due to economic reasons. Despite its ineffectiveness in medicinal use for wounds many still suffered from having their wounds cleaned using antiseptic, which was harmful as it served to house bacteria within the user’s bodies.
Still. work had brought him much recognition, but it was his current project that he thought of when he entered his laboratory. Advancement was important. But it seemed his untidy habits had cost him greatly. The petri dish he held was covered in fungus. There was no way to remove the fungus and separate it from the staphylococcus. A lot of work down the garbage chute. instead of throwing it away Fleming curiously peered at the culture through a microscope…
One God’s day in the universe, which is incomparably larger than a human’s day, God made a change to one of the worlds. With a small tap on the brain of a furry, insect eating beast, God made the beast into something more. Instead of walking on all fours the beast learned to walk on two. Its hands were free. The beast, walking on two feet, walked along the earth unhindered by a quadruped body.
The news that Fleming was giving up on his study on penicillin was heard by Howard Florey and Ernst B. Chain in 1940. They took to continuing the research. Fleming was a genius but ignored. Howard and Ernst, however, were geniuses with money and backing. Together, with assistance from Norman Heatley, they found the formula to purify the penicillin. All around the battlefield mass produced bottles reached the wounded, curing ails such as the dreaded typhoid fever.
One God’s hour, which is millions of our years, there were holes in the world. The nature had grown a tumor shaped as a hairless man. It had built metal and stone buildings, destroyed the surrounding wood and enslaved the beasts.
One tiny creature believed itself more than its brethren in importance and destroyed the life of millions others to support mere thousands of itself. It was not what the world should have been.
Alexander Fleming, a Scottish scientist, looked at a sign just a few blocks from where he lived. “Penicillin” it said. “Cures your ails in less than Four Hours!”
He smiled to himself and continued walking on. He never regretted not throwing away the moldy petri-dish.
God looked down at the result, his holy face showing no sign of any emotion. His brother Deux watched the experiment with a grimace and disappointment.
“Why did you do that, brother?” Deux said. “These are lives we control, not toys that we can mold as we wish! We can’t simply change formulas as you wish.”
“I just wanted to see some change. I believed that if I let the inevitable evil grow undestroyed for just a little longer something would happen. I wanted to see if there was some good in the wrong. A midst all of this destruction and evil, I wanted to see if there was something good,” God said.
“Well, clearly this was an experiment that ended in failure! Look at the world now! Hole in the ozone! More than half of its forests gone! And a single irrevocably selfish species whose abuse of its own kind is only outmatched by its abuse of all of the others! Giving intelligence to a mortal species could have produced no other result!”
“You are wrong, brother,” God muttered. “This is not a failure.”
He pointed to the species. “Outside of their kind there is no good. But from within the selfish edges grow a kindness. People are taught to try to care for one another and the definition of “one another” grows larger and more encompassing each generation. Discoveries are made with use in saving lives in mind. Work is done to serve the masses and save the millions, including some who don’t walk on two feet.”
“You believe that one day that little growth in the middle of the evil will overcome the evil allowing its existence? That work is mingled with selfish goals. Money, fame, recognition, as well as saving lives. It is only because some live in peace that they take to life saving sciences and teachings, and it is only through evil enslavement that that peace is possible. Take out the evil and that good will die,” Deux responded.
God nodded. He did not frown or smile. He only said, “I intend to keep the evil for a bit longer, because of that. I believe that the good in the middle will learn. I believe it can live without the evil keeping it alive. One day, I will make this rotten dish something great.”
From the heavens where God and his kind live to the earth below, there are mistakes. Evil was a mistake. Society’s being built around evil and its resulting dependence is a mistake. It can not be changed back. But if there is a single growth of good in the mistake that is mankind it is the act of good. The work we do to benefit others. Kindness to fellow man and animal. Empathy and sympathy. It is a tiny thing for now, but still there is hope.
There is hope that the tiny good that grew up around evil will grow independent of it, and work to change the world for the better.
I made this up on the spot. I realize its pretentiousness but I’m still glad I wrote it.