《Euphoria [DISCONTINUED]》"Madman: Of Gods And Men"
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Lord Joyde The Madman: Heylo, guys and gals! How are you all doing?
So I've had this discussion with one of my fellow authors recently about the writers being Gods, but when I brought up the point of view belonging to the public, he just said that the public is either in your palm or you don't need them. (Well, the point of it was that.)
This is my reply to that statement.
./insert amused snort here
Tell me, do you think this world is perfect?
Tell me, do you think that God created this world?
And, should the answer to one question be no and the other yes, don't you think that this world would have been better if God first created us and then it? Because then, we would be the reviewers, the readers, the testers. Some would scream, some would rage, while others would criticize and most others would merely applaud in awe of what has already been built.
In the end God, if God desired to become better at creation, would also be taking in all of their words.. our.. words, and improve upon what, in Gods mind, at least, was seen as nothing less than perfection at first.
Should God chose the wrong way around, God would merely scoff, or in some cases even rage against, the opinions of "lesser creatures", thus learning nothing at all from Gods experiences, continuing on and on until one day...
The Inspiration simply stops. And God can no longer create, no longer write.
What remains of Gods work then? What of Gods worlds, galaxies and universes? What worth are Gods words, imagination and mind then?
Let me tell you, my friend. They mean nothing. Time, in the end, consumes all, even the works of God, no matter how great, how grand, it all falls to dust and ash in the end.
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Its our job, as Authors, as... "Gods", to keep filling our creations with as many wondrous thoughts and ideas, feeding them to the point that they could never truly disappear.
But! Be we Gods or Men or Women, we cannot do this alone. We need the help of our audience, of our readers, of our public. For no matter what we believe or think, it is their interpretations of our work that will keep it alive for eternity and beyond.
However, it is also difficult for an Author to master the art of acceptance without surrendering to bullying, the art of denial without rejecting aid.
It, my friend, is our job, as Authors, to find that balance. To find that Perfection and master it as best we can!
There, I hope that this inspires you onto greater heights!... And sorry if this is too confusing, lets just say I gained my title for a reason. :D
xD not much else I need to say here. Hope that there's some Authors here that I've managed to inspire last this guy. (left him speechless for the most part)
See you soon! Good Morning/Day/Night to you all! ADIOS FOR NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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