The Accidental Universe.

Yesterday I woke up beneath the mountains. In the dim morning glow I saw that The Great Wall of China had appeared in my backyard.

I made my way up the side of the wall and walked the stone path, which no one had really put there. I walked a million years and then a million more. I met a creature that no one had created.

He said, “We are without a father.”

I said, “Where is a son without a father?”

He replied, “I came from the wall.”

I followed the creature to his great library made of glass that stood high. Inside I saw the literature of the lonely.

The creature said to me, “This is where we know where we came from.”

I asked, “Where?”

He answered, “The Wall had the rightness of life, and we grew up from the unseen.”

Outside the library as we spoke a city grew up on it’s own, and reached to the sky, and created it’s own light. And the Sun winked down.

And the Sun said, “I came from nowhere. I made you from chaos with dice.”

I turned to the creature in distress and asked, “How can this all be!?”

He said, “You don’t understand. Read all these books. Once you do, you might have the reason and logic that I have found.

“Then you’ll know that you have no father.”

Yesterday I woke up and The Great Wall of China had appeared in my backyard. Nobody had put it there.

What? You don’t believe me?