Gas Particles of Ruv

 This tale, little ones, is not a tall tale. Neither is it a short tale. Though, it may be a chubby tale. (It is certainly a gassy tale!) For it originates in the outer solar system. Deep, deep within the oort cloud. Now, when a common earthling thinks of outer space, their pea brains cannot imagine life existing there. Earthlings are very narrow minded. Life exists everywhere in Jehovahs universe! Especially in gas pockets like the oort cloud! 

Well, one day, i will have you know, all of the wee little gas people were wee busy at work. And while ruv gas particle #1 stood at his post, eating his daily alotment of gas beans, squeezing his tookis cheeks into a pinch, trying to match his previous days gas creation quota, ruv gas particle #2 visited him and said, "#1, dont you ever get blue in the face?"

#1 looked at #2 and whistled, straining as he pinched out one more gas cloud from his little gas particle sphincter. His face surely was blue. Still, turning his head slightly, he muttered, "what you mean, #2?"

#2 glanced behind him, assessing #1's work. "That's some fine work you done there. Fine work indeed. Well, i just mean, there has got to be more out there than this. If Jehovah really existed, surely, He would have created a world where things are more better than a continual fart. I mean, sure we get paid for farting. But, am I the only one who has had dreams of water... Of skies... Of animals... Of a life more than farts?"

#1 looked him up and down, grimaced as he squeezed one more out and said, "there, that kind of talk is going to get us in trouble."

At that very moment, the space collected before them, twisted and winded, whistled and churned. A hole opened in space. All of the little wee gas particles also gasped and clamped their wee sphincters as they were all transported then to a colorful world. The sky was blue. Blue as can be! The ground was all sorts of colors, textures and shades. But, wah! Look! There! A creature! But, he was different! He was physical!! Wait! There are more! Many, many four legged creatures wandered the land. The little gas particles spread out in the atmosphere. Feeling as though breathing. For the very first time, breathing! High, high in the sky, a burning ball of light illumined the land with perfect precision. The animals marched towards them and in that moment, one gave birth to a small animal. How glorious! Jehovah, you must have created it! A moment passed. In that moment, other creatures stood up on their two feet. They created the wheel. Soon, they were making buildings. No! Skyscrapers! Soon, they were dominating the skies. Peices of blazing, supersonic metal flew through the airs! While on land, billions of these little wee creatures settled into big domes of light. Jehovah must have done this! Then, in the next moment, these little wee ones began to hurt one another with weapons! How dreadful. But then, the wee gas particles were given a closeup view of two particular wee two legged creatures. They were an island oasis in this strange, strange world littered with billions, billions of souls. These two creatures held hands, sitting next to eachother in front of a river, ones head laying softly upon the others on his shoulder. There was a sensation of completeness and of wholeness. "I love you, Shemesh." One said. "I love you Natchun." The other whispered. Jehovah has surely created this. 

The wee gas particles were evaporated then, made complete with the atmosphere of the world. They did not even know it. Thanks to their hard work, they had created this world. This world full of ruv, hope, beauty. Jehovah surely has created this.

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