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Monday, 1 July 2013
Fizzle
Creation didn't happen all at once. It didn't happen with a bang or a big flash of light. The world just sort of... fizzled, into existence.
Everything was a bit crowded, a bit mixed up. Here and there the planets became the stars and negative space became positive space. There were no lines or bounderies and matter bent a reshaped itself to exist as two or three things at once.
It was all a bit confusing. Then it sorted itself out.
The universe began to expand, and the trees extended and became branches and trunks and individual leaves. The rivers stretched as if they were waking up, and ran into lakes. Deltas ran into oceans. Fish rose up from the mud and blew bubbles at the sun.
The world kept expanding, and I worried it would stretch, distort everything that was there, rip and tear. So I very gentle touched it and it recoiled, like a snail retreating into its shell. The universe had form. And shape. It gets a little wobbly now and again, but its stable.
I made it just big enough that you can't see the end of it. Just to keep you guessing.
Text by Lucie MacAulay
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