Fiction by Eric Curl
July 21, 2024 – God recommended that the earth’s destruction be postponed.
“I want to make sure that we are able to exhaust all options, however, that is up to the council”
God’s sister recommended the opposite.
“They had plenty of time to save themselves,” she said.
Earth’s defenders said that too much history exists on the planet. They said there was still potential for redemption. The planet has too many trees, another said.
One concerned speaker approached God and announced she had garnered 100,000 signatures on a change.org petition to save the planet.
Another concerned speaker announced 100,000 signatures had been gathered to destroy the planet and rebuild something else.
The planet’s local representative said that the devil was behind the plan. Even God had received prayers from the petitioners.
A planet preservationist agreed they took too long to speak up. The world’s supporters convinced them to get involved.
“At the very least we delay this decision so we can have more discussion, so we make the right decision for this property,” she said.
An inhabitant of Earth walked up to the podium. She said the history of the planet mattered and should be preserved.
“This is my first time before you God, I’m embarrassed to say,” she said. “But Earth is the first planet that invented love.” “And hate,” called out a observer.
“Quiet,” God screamed. “You’re turn to speak will come.”
The inhabitant continued.
“Please delay the destruction,” she said. “that’s all I ask.”
God’s son got up. He said that the universe needs more planets like Earth.
“It’s got problems,” he said. “But the people, they mean well. There’s beauty there.”
The sinners walked up to God and pleaded for forgiveness.
“We’ve fucked up,” the sinners said. “But we’ve done some good. And we’re not done yet.”
Satan’s representative said the Earth has proved to be failure.
“Best to try something new,” the rep said.
God looked to the surrounding and raised the fist of the Almighty to reach a verdict that was heard from here to eternity. The phone rang the next morning. “You’ve got one more chance,” the caller said.