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Creative Writing 100


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Creative Writing Intro by Papoose

First Class... just read

everyone tell me all the things wrong with my behavior. I asked G-d about it, and he replied with the exact words I was thinking as well.

"I've always been a loving person of all living beings," She echoed passed eternity just within earshot of my deafened mind, "but it wasn't until recently I took humans off that list," G-d concluded. 

"Why?" I asked her.

"Because I sent you to show them hundreds of new inventions and advancements in the direction that the gifts I bestowed upon my messenger, you call him Al, would normally take a species at that stage in their development on their assigned planet. With free heat and free energy, the planet would have quickly recovered from the imbalances of the Industrial Revo(pol)lution[GR :: Exceptions :: Poetic License :: MustResearch(ThisMayAlreadyBeCoined. CamelCaseTextAreSelfNotesIMakeInMyFiction. ItHelpsMeRememberWhatI-IntendedToDoIfItsNotObviousFromMyReferences. ItHelpsBecauseWhenYouProofThenThisBecomesQuiteHardToMiss. AlsoIWillUseCamelCaseToProvideGuidanceOutOfCharacterSinceIAmIndirectlyAddressingTheAudienceINeedAnOptionWhereIAmGivingInsightBehindWhatYouAssumeIsMadness)], which was the reason I sent two spiritually-repellent[Note: Got it? That's a thing now, okay? Well, now to you, because your all babies fighting over Dinofuels, right? Oil came from dinosaurs, what? they melted into oil? Did a teacher say that to me in school? Did I hear that right? Hmm... yes, I did. That is the stupidest misguided instruction I've ever seen a parental generation try to pawn off on their kids in some pathetic attempt to convince them of how precious and rare it is, so it could be sold for evil, instead of shared for free, with plenty to spare if I heard enough prayers.... okay, I'm stopping here..see*** below] entities to unite in the physical realm to birth miracle[D: G-d one ups G-d(LetMeExplain] in the physical realm, so that they would be reminded of my love for them. When you refused my repeated requests to share the joys I hoped to witness upon that planet, I simply could not understand why my most loyal and trusted friend and adviser of your assigned quadrant within the limitless bounds of my self-co-existence['Is there word for that yet? Kenism? No? Nothing? ...alright, whatever, that's not surprising.'][GR :: Style | Departures :: Poetic License :: Fiction :: Engaging Audiences], I was left with no choice but to localize a self-reflective localization of my divine awareness to investigate personally what happened. Why did my best ...[GR :: PUNC :: Ellipsis]my strongest refuse to reveal the blessings I bestowed and the insights you certainly wanted to explain. My most loyal, that I have trusted beyond the bounds of the primitive human construction of the existence of time, spent four decades in silence as sickness and disease continued to progress as hate and evil conquered such intelligent beings? When you said they split the building blocks of existence, I was so confused, I mean I can't be split, but then I realized you meant what they defined as existence, as if I, Mother of all, so insignificant in magnificence, so  that they are entitled to disrespect their creators while preaching respect to their own children

"Got it." 



***When I wrote the above, first, no that's fiction, I don't believe it, so either it's funny that people think I believe it or people don't think I believe it, but in both cases, we'd both be laughing, and again, in both cases, it'd be for very different reasons. 


So I am doing this?

"What value is this first step below within the context of some writer named Papoose's ridiculous fiasco claimed divine web slinging a la Google's amazing blogging tools for me and anybody else who even bothers to read this Jersey Sludge's verbal nonsense?" um.... someone else or just someone asks?

"Right, the value is not for you. We can't possibly all 7 billion suddenly get along and find inner peace and just throw all the gun powder in the ocean smile at the sun and G-d opens the heavens and sucks their asses into hell.. haaa sorry, um, so the reason is for our kids. 

If you learn this below, then maybe in a few generations--like maybe a thousand at our rate, but that's why there's rules we will all unanimously agree on without exceptions of our own free wills. That, I promise[GR :: Restrictive :: AwesomeExample], and I break deals that I shake hands with the devil on or you know.. that--the number of children waking up happy on the daily increases passed the increasing rate of the unhappily waking half, then, at that moment of the paradigm shift, the children of the generation raising them by the rules we imposed on parents ourselves now apply the rules to children too, and peaceful bliss surrounds and envelopes the globe at exponentially increasing rates, peace is attained. 

Anyway, fiction aside, I'm presenting below a concept where we agree on how we will all raise every newborn child or hand the neglected adult s/he grows up to be a weapon so it at least makes sense why we allow children to even grow if we know the abuse and neglect our children are punished with in batches of millions, only to perpetuate more violence by directing it at strangers thousands of miles away, practically battling every country on the globe for their resources, while propagandizing agencies funded with the tax dollars of their victims, take credit for the heaven-disturbing[Not a word huh? Is now, ain't it?] demolition of entire nations and continents with self-assigned self-entitlement with echoes of blasphemous claims of superiority over their source of life, I mean, does that make sense to you? We define whatever G-d is by our society's most praised satanic, I mean philosophically superior human earthling(Reminds me of the word Sheisling[GR :: Style :: Italics :: Using a Word as a Word] in German.) despite malfunctioning and partially brainless, beings as the source of our own existence, and then those same philosophers turn their fiendish insight into self gain while convincing entire G-d Loving Civilizations to collectively either fear G-d or deny the very existence with ironically insulting arrogance of the G-d Loving and grateful but otherwise not dependent so to begin the end of global habitability? Is that where this planet went in under two thousand years since the last incredible act of blasphemy as if, well there isn't a G-d, so let's all refer to the source of our existences as nothing and taunt and insult as proof of our own... okay, we'll get to that. 

Short version, there is a G-d, whatever you imagine in long robes and silky beards of Jewish men with Spanish names is not what the mother of the physical 'stuff' you declare must be the totality of heaven, cause like in hell, you get to know what heaven is like so you can feel bad you didn't get in? Did I essentially capture every possible argument you might have? Or do you want to go on? Cause I'm not happy; you're not happy, our kids aren't happy? What the frog are we doing? 1% is feeding off of 99% do you want me to show you a cool puzzle that, yes there is a solution, but no, you don't know it: Brain Teaser: Math Lateral(PopOpenPageFor30MinutesAfterResearchingCodeOnCountingUserViewsPerUserRegisterNamePasswordForTopicQuizzes].

And if that was a challenge at all, and more war and negativity is just not any sense at all. I don't get it. I do get what is required for peace. So, first, you have to know what you want your children to be. Me, I'd like mine to be able to feed me the last few months before returning to heaven, but I mean, even the religious fear instead of love. By the way, fear to G-d is the same as hate; we'll circle back to that maybe. 

Okay, so that is my amusing fictitious and silly answer to why is he doing this and why did not one person agree? I'm a writer, so ultimately, I intend to teach how to type words as they arise while maintaining fluid consciousness of an underlying theme that is later turned into dozen of pages completely nowhere even close in content or meaning as that stream writers never share, because as you can see, you'll look crazy if people read your book before it was finished. This is how I do it, and if you pay attention, I'll teach fun stuff that schools stopped providing, lied about, or just somehow invented into truth from um... not truth? I don't liars because that implies you knew what was right and purposely spoke an untruth, whereas here nobody even thinks its blasphemy to insult G-d. I mean, anyway, you're not quite ready for spaceships, so let's focus on surviving the next few decades, because the volcanoes can get worse or better, that's up to you.

happy reading and happy learning

look for my style that explains all the rules I reference or will reference and note with underlining to come back later.