Book IV.5

[ Number:- 5 ]

Synopsis:-

In the beginning was the insignificant word of God, and that small word became all of us; small and very insignificant in the grand scheme of things.

[ Official Blurb at the backend.  ] 

Experience a day in the life of the dull and boring housewife, with this particular day being no different than any other dull and boring day that preceded it, (or was it), because on this normal day is the start point of how it all came into being, and that boring mindless day started with a cheerful word.

Origins the title says it all, and this narrative tells of that hot boring day in June in the year of 2037, and what happened from there on in.

Follow the course of events that dragged me to where I am today.

See the depravity of the Overlord.

And then see the politics of God herself being played out across the twisted corrupted timelines.

Watch the actual (game board) being built, then observe the pieces slowly being placed on it, then moved across it before finally being played, .. (to death.)

Come on in and down player One, which means you!

For you my dear reader, are also part of that board game of life, because by simply reading this narrative, you yourself have automatically become a new player in time!

Yes, you (dearly beloved), you are all alone now one of {God’s Mighty Wordily Time Warriors.}

You also have no choice in the matter either.

The (matter) in this case, is the great many fine worldly words that we are all made up from, some of (witch) you will read, and some of the old witch will read you.

[ End of the Official Blurb at the backend.  ] 

Many aggrieved people would say baloney and hot air to that statement, whilst others would say another set of choice words, or perhaps just one.

Which would probably be the true utterances of God herself on that hot and fateful day way back when, and that was when everything came in being: instead of simply being. It was also where the true game of life started in earnest, because the importance of being Ernest is well known fact of life.

I did say that it was a wordily game.

A godly game that you’re in, .. (like it or not.)

Tag, .. you’re it!

Thanks for reading, Jessica: Praise be the ORI.