I'm talking to you please do me a favor and look at me. It's
not my fault and you know it, so don't blame me. Try to
talk, I'm sure that it will help you, you'll feel better.
Everything in this world is a one big game. You know, God's
grandma gave him a present for his 5th Birthday. He couldn't
understand the instructions because he couldn't read them.
The purpose of the game was to create things, so God created
the sky, the ground and some living creatures. One of those
creatures was more intelligent than the others, so the God
lost control over this creature. For the first time in God's
short life he didn't know what to do and how to improve the
situation. There's nothing I can do about it if only I could
turn back time... but I can't. You can be angry with me but
you wouldn't get anything out of it. You have one person to
blame, God's grandma because when she bought the game she
didn't pay attention to one important detail: the game was
fit for children over 12 years old only!