Once upon a time this pub uses to serve as a waterhole for Mr Tejas Harad. #futurehistorians

Dear #FutureHistorians:

A lonely god aches in the wilderness, nearly all-powerful but not nearly all-knowing. Its only company the mindless festering thing from which it may have come. But it cannot remember; it had no mind.

It seeks and searches by experiment and by construction. It gains confidence: it may be able to will another god, a kind of equal, into existence. More sure of this than of the existence of other gods.

It quakes with desire and fear.

It is the human condition, ca. 2018.