The Story about A and B. Part 6.

“I can’t help but notice there’s like another sentence above this one.”
“What does it say?”
“It says: The Story about A and B. Part 6.”
“Yup. It’s a proof of our existence. It’s the heading of this particular part of our lives. Without a start there can never be a subsequent happening.”
“Part ‘6’. That’s distressing. Our lives are counted like sheep. We could cease to exist forever anytime.”
“Where there’s a start, there’s always an end. That’s life.”
“Care to explain how ‘the creator has to have a creator’?”
“Ok. Some says God creates the universe. But who created God?”
“Something in me says that God was already there from the start. No one created God. God WAS the start.”
“God was there when he said ‘Let there be Light.’ He was there when he created fish to roam the seas. He was there when he created man in his own image.”
“But before all his creation, he was there too?”
“Yes.”
“So, like ten thousand years before he thought of creation, he was there too?”
“Yes.”
“Wow. He should have started creation earlier then.”
“What freakin’ difference does that make you dummy? ‘Time’ did not even exist before creation. Even if it does, it was not relevant since nothing was there at all to time.”
“Ok. But let me just say, ain’t your explanation on the belief of a ‘God’ sort of biased? There are some people who do not believe in God.”
“What do you expect? The guy across the screen is a Christian.”
“But still..”
“Ok fine. Some people believe in the Big Bang Theory. It was gravitation that caused the substance of the universe to be assembled in a relatively small area, and the substance was so dense that gravity made it so terrifically hot and thus it exploded. The substances of the universe was expelled in all directions and gradually cooled to form planets and stars. Which I think is a pretty dumb theory.”
“Biased statement there.”
“Therefore the creator in this context is the Big Bang, and the creator’s creator is Gravity. So dumb.”
“Biased.”
“And so, the bottom line is, God has no creator. He was the Creator.”
“Still biased.”
“Better watch your words.”
“I’ve my own opinions which I have the right to shoot. Hey why am I pink?”
“Told you to watch your words.”
“I’ve got a feeling both you and the guy across the screen are teaming up against me.”

TO BE CONTINUED.

The Story about A and B. Part 5.

“You know, I can’t stand that guy across the screen. He’s like a voyeur or something.”
“Why’d you say that?”
“He is just like, there, man. He watches us like a hound. Crap, he knows our every move!”
“You don’t really move you know.”
“Heck, you know what I mean.”
“What do you expect? He created you. He created me. He creates the next sentence, dammit.”
“This sentence?”
“Yes, stupid.”
“That was not really a sentence, that was merely two words.”
“Shut up.”
“Are you angry with me?”
“SHUT. Up.”
“Want me to sing a..”
“NO.”
“But I..”
“NO.”



“A thought just came to me.”
“What is it?”
“If we were created by that guy across the screen, what created that guy?
“By a guy across a bigger screen!”
“Be serious. There has to be someone or something that created the guy and his screen, in order to create us.”
“So you’re saying the creator has to have a creator.”
“Yah. Something must come from something. Something cannot come from nothing, nor can nothing create something.”
“Ok I’ll think about it. Or may I say, WE’LL think about it. Cos we’re the same, right.”
“But we already know the answer cos we’re gonna reveal the answer the next chapter, dummy. Whats to think?”
“You depress me.”
“Actually. You can sing a song. I don’t mind.”
“Really? Why the sudden change?”
“Because technically, I can’t really hear you.”

TO BE CONTINUED.

The Story About A and B. Part 4.

“Hey B, I realise whenever that guy across the screen wants to kill us, he simply types ‘to be continued’. Ain’t that queer?”
“Look you d**k, he don’t need a ‘to be continued’ to kill us. He does not even need a “The end” or “Bye Bye” or “That’s all Folks” to kill us. He could SIMPLY TURN OFF THE SCREEN!”
“Haha, he censored the word you used.”
“Deeek, whatever! That’s what I’m telling you, he can do anything he wants cos this is HIS story! He can even make Donald Duck appear!”
“Quack.”
“See??”
“I get your point, dude. No need to go red.”
“As if I have any colour other than being a black font.”
“Can you explain the fate and free will theory now?”
“It’s not really a theory. That guy across the screen is not professional enough to form his own theories, just his own point of view.”
“Explain please. I know you know I know, but just explain for the sake of other readers please.”
“Ok. We once mentioned that everything we say or do is according to what that guy across the screen plans and types. It’s like everything that does happen to us is ‘fated’.”
“Yup, go on.”
“But look. Even if we have ‘free will’, that is, we choose whatever we wanna say or do or go we will still travel down this LINEAR path of choices we made. How do we know that this ‘chosen path’ was not ‘fated’ to happen at the start?”
“I see the picture.”
“We sometimes say we choose not to follow our ‘destiny’. But our ‘destiny’ is something we do not know yet till it happens. So how can we say we are avoiding our destiny, something unknown? The alternate path that we take might be our ‘true destiny’.”
“You’re getting out of point.”
“Ok sorry. The point is, from our ‘free will’, we create a route of choices we made, and eventually end up somewhere. ‘END UP SOMEWHERE’. Isn’t that what we refer to as fate? From this we know that ‘free will’ and ‘fate’ lies in the same path, don’t they.”
“I guess.”
“We will never ever know our fate; it is non-existent. And with that, there is also no free will, cos they lie in the same path. It’s like, whatever happens, happen.”
“That is so bo-chup. lor”
“What did I say about Singlish?”
“Sorry.”
“Quack.”
“Get lost, Donald.”

TO BE CONTINUED.

The Story about A and B. Part 3.

“You know B, I’ve got a feeling that person across the screen is trying to emphasize a point.”
“You’re talking sense for once.”
“What is it, then?”
“And you think I’ll know?”
“Well you’re the knowledgeable one.”
“Hey look. I’m the same black fonts like you. What makes you think YOU don’t know? We’re like the same, really.”
“You think so?”
“I know you know I think so.”
“Ok ok I’ll try. Hmm. I think the person across the screen is trying to explain what ‘fate’ is.”
“Wow.”
“Am I right?”
“But you already know whether you’re right, cos we equally know the same thing.”
“Really meh..”
“That person across the screen does not appreciate the Singlish you’re using and you know it.”
“Sorry.”
“What is fate? And what is free will? You would think that both have totally opposite definitions. Actually, they both end up in the same path.”
“That’s pretty deep, dude.”
“So that’s the thought for today. Think about it.”
“You mentioned ‘today’. Does our ‘lives’ even consist of days? We merely exist in short paragraphs where we die and live to die another time. We don’t even have hours to form a day!”
“Now you’re being the deep one. Told you we’re the same.”

TO BE CONTINUED.

The Story about A and B. Part 2

“Oh wow here I am again.”
“Yep. I can tell that guy across the screen is really bored.”
“If he’s bored he should go read a book.”
“I can tell that this story is gonna be full of dialogues.”
“Cos we’re the only 2 people in this story duh. No props, nothing.”
“I can also tell that our lives consist of a series of short stories.”
“You can tell a LOT of things, dude. Whatever.”
“I can tell that the person across the screen is gonna end your live RIGHT now if you don’t show some respect.”
“Ok ok cool it man. You frighten me. Hail the knowledgeable Mr B!”
“Good. And it’s just ‘B’, not ‘Mr B’ ok. Wanna hear another frightening thought?”
“What’s that?”
“Since our lives consist of short stories, we will soon cease to exist eventually.”
“Oh no. What then?”
“Hush, I’m thinking of a plan.”
“Think, think!”
“We will shut up, stop talking, then that person across the screen will think it’s too short to end our lives just yet.”
“Let’s try it!”
“I say Shut UP!”











“Is it working?”
“By saying THAT you just RUINED OUR PLANS!”
“Sorry.”
“Whatever man. I know we will be resurrected again as soon as we die.”
“Are you angry with me?”
“Shut Up.”
“Come on..”
“No seriously. Shut up.”
“Wanna hear a joke?”
“KILL ME NOW!!!!!”

TO BE CONTINUED.

The Story of A and B.

"Hi B."
"Hello A."
"Why is your name B, anyway?"
"Who knows? As if I created me."
"Thats the problem. What are we?"
"We are like, characters of this story, man."
"You sure? You're saying we dont really exist?"
"Positive."
"What makes you so sure, mr smarts?"
"Firstly, i somehow know what youre going to say next."
"Really?"
"I knew you'll say that."
"Cool."
"You see, everything that is going to be said in this story is somehow fixed."
"You mean, everything is like, planned and stuff. Fated?"
"Somehow. According to that person just across that screen."
"That sucks. Its like not having free will."
"But for now, no one knows what is the ending of this story."
"I thought you said the end is fated? So somehow the end must be knowned."
"Not yet you fool. Cos that person across the screen has not thought of how the ending will go yet."
"Oh. Ok then."
"But one things for sure."
"What?"
"I know he is going to stop typing now and click 'publish post'."

TO BE CONTINUED.

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