The world around us is filled with garbage. Waste. Undesirable, unhelpful and unlovable debris made by sin and error. There’s war, there’s murder, there’s an unending flow of loss and removal that destroys hearts and minds without regulation or mercy. This world is full of errors and mistakes and discrepancies that seem unending and incurable. Just thinking about it probably makes people sick. Right now, somewhere in the world, someone just lost their life in a car bomb explosion planted to reclaim a land meant for living on, not disputing over with fertilizer bombs.

But right this moment, I will create a universe without these things. For me, a God who had experienced too much of this waste to tolerate it any longer, and for you, someone who lives in this dirtied world, to experience a world unlike ours. I will create a small world to bathe our minds in pleasantries and love, so that we can feel a little better. Our hearts will heal up for the next time we hear innocent people just like us were pumped with lead because something-or-another-leader-of-a-place did something-to-somewhere to make it feel hopeless, making someone-somewhere-with-too-much-debris-in-their-heart pick up a gun because they didn’t want to be alive here anymore, and he didn’t want to be alone when it happened. Or maybe he was the very garbage I spoke of. Who knows? He’s dead now.

In this world I will create... it will be similar to ours, with stressors, conflicts and tiresome things, but I will ensure there is enough Hope and Love in the hearts of those living in this universe to ensure that things will be alright. Looking into this world, you won’t be bored, but you also won’t be sad. This world is possible, we simply need what I’ve given them from the start.

Who am I -- is saying I’m a God all I’ll ever tell you? That probably isn’t the case, but most of it is irrelevant. You can call me Nine, if you ever need to. I am Nine.

Here, it is much harder to reach magic than I’d like. There is magic in many forms, but it is so subtle, and sometimes threatening to our frail forms, but in this new world, I will make it real. I will make it relevant. Because having a cupcake without icing simply makes it a simple muffin -- and I intend to make this world equivalent to a revitalizing cupcake for us to enjoy.

I will create some precious souls for you to take interest in. We will watch their lives -- because I’ve chosen to give them a test to see if the love and hope they’ve been given will stand strong. No, this isn’t going to end up like you think it will. I am a God gifted with despair, but I want to see others happy. Sadness is nothing you wish upon others unless you fail to grasp it. And this statement, I intend, in the world I will make, will hold much more weight and meaning than it does here.