I kind of hate to get into this, but I guess its my “Hellish fate”…sigh…
Space Ship Hell
Imagine that you were on board a spaceship traveling across a vast distance; a distance so vast that it took many generations to complete the journey. The original architects of the ship provide instructions on how to maintain and operate the ship. But early in the flight, a few crewmen discover that they can cheat the game a little and get a lot of people to serve them personally rather than merely maintain and operate the ship (a serpent is discovered in the tree of knowledge of good and fuckingup).
Many generations go by and the rumor that bad things will happen if the instructions aren’t followed is common place but people are beginning to wonder if they are really true or just there to make people obey the crewmen. In an effort to emphasize the importance of maintaining the rules, one of the crewmen explain that if they disobey the rules, the ship is likely to fall into a star and burn up or maybe even worse, go drifting off into oblivion; the abyss of nothingness or possibly just get thrashed around continually forever lost in a cloudy maze of shifting gravitational pulls and hot gases.
After a few more generations, everyone has pretty much accepted that explanation for why it is important to maintain the rules. No one wants to go into a burning star, go off into oblivion, or be thrashed about for their entire lives. But then again, there are those young who aren’t so sure that such places even exist. How do we know, they ask? And in an endeavor to gain more out of their little confined lives, they find that by playing on that thought, they can get more freedom to not obey the rules, especially if they can get everyone else to accept them for it.
Their parents try to explain, “but it is right here in our book, if we do not obey, we will go into oblivion and be eternally thrashed about and lost forever. You don’t want to be suffering and lost forever do you?”
But as fate would have it, eventually the great ship approaches a truly awesome cloud of mesmerizing lights and dazzling possibilities for excitement. The passengers and crew are thrilled at the prospects All they have to do is cheat the rules a little and all of the bedazzling wonder can be theirs for their enjoyment.
The End… really… seriously… THE END of the history of the homosapian, soon extinct.
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Watching through a telescope from a great distance on a peaceful planet named “Heaven”, the architect shook his head as he watched the ship veer off course toward the bright cloud in the dark sky;
Architect: “Well, God knows I told them. I guess your homosapian didn’t pass your survival test. They just can’t follow instructions.”
God: “Don’t worry. I figured as much. Those naked apes were always a little obnoxious anyway. We have plenty of time to come up with a better species. Look what I have here. It obeys instructions perfectly every time and requires very little maintenance. I call it an “Ann Droid”. I got the idea from a film about something they called, “Cy-borgs”. We can even get some of the remaining apes to build them for us. They can dispose of the rest of the apes once their done. Did you really want a bunch of whining apes in Heaven anyway?”