About genies
The day she turned ten, she was walking down the street with her
daddy. "I want that! It's pretty!" she said, pointing to an
ornate old bottle in a window. And since it was her birthday, and
her father loved her very much, he bought it for her. Inside the
bottle there was a genie, and like all genies, he granted her
three wishes. Her first wish was a puppy. It was small and brown
and lovely, and for a few hours the girl was completely
satisfied. Then she wished for a body of gold. The genie, who was
a very old and powerful genie, and who had granted many, many
wishes since the days of old Babylon, said to the little girl: "I
see how it will be. You will spend your last precious wish on
undoing the second, and you will be left feeling empty and
unsatisfied, forever cursing that you didn't spend your wishes in
a wiser way." So the little girl stood a while in deep thought.
Then she wished for immortality, the power to shape worlds, the
knowledge of a thousand gods and the keys to the mirror worlds.
She's been running things ever since.
4 comments:
The trouble with the knowledge of a thousand gods is that gods, however powerful don't know that much. They don't have to know anything, because they're gods, right? Look at our god, he didn't have enough sense to remeber to create flying whales, but not create Clockmaker.
Which actually is a comforting thought. After all, I'm quite happy she doesnt know what I know, or more importantly, what I'm planning to do.
Wouldn't it depend a lot on which gods she gains the knowledge of? If there's a god of knowledge or something like that, she might still know just about everything, however ignorant the other 999 gods are.
These gods are made for knowledge. That is what they do. One of these days these gods are gonna know all over you.
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