Occasionally life has a biosphere that's lush enough, and enough Time & Luck for a species to evolve which begins to think in words and, for better or for worse, here we are... The last Hominid standing on Mother Earth. Sort of.
The next logical question for the Monkeys who think in words experiencing our collective moment on the Timeline is...
How plausible is it that the ancient stories of written words, based on the even more ancient campfire tales of spoken words, which chronicle a prolific Middle-eastern family started 6,000 years ago by some dude named Abraham, are the last Word on God?
What makes Abraham so fucking special?
The next logical question for the Monkeys who think in words experiencing our collective moment on the Timeline is...
How plausible is it that the ancient stories of written words, based on the even more ancient campfire tales of spoken words, which chronicle a prolific Middle-eastern family started 6,000 years ago by some dude named Abraham, are the last Word on God?