The whole
galaxy stood there before him. He looked like a man. He was not a man. Nor was
he a God. He was just at the right place at the right time.
His mind was
at the right place at the right time.
What was his
purpose? Why nothing.
He was the
Spark. He was the Spark that set the seeds for a forest fire.
He was the
Idea. He made you Think.
He was
Eternal, he was Infinite.
And, he was dying...
The Bilge Master
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