2000 after Christ´s death...Everything smells like roses. Problem is non-existant since the last Big Bang (artificially created with technology, alien kind). God begins writing a novel in shitty grammar-like (to taunt noob humans, which he created to entertain himself with). Everyone is now conscious God is actually a Devil-Like creature (non-funny one, too). The plot tickens as he needs now to present himself to the World with his True face. No more time for lies. No more abused people in the World. The war begins. It´s humans (with the Power to Speak) vs. God (which controls every Speaking Being in the Planet). Nobody knows how this will End. A dog passes by to say hello, then leaves. A lady watches the whole enterprise take place in front of her. She realizes she´s part of God´s consciousness in that whole act: a dog spoke, as well. She is not as special as she thought she was. Nobody is special after this realization, for God, himself, realized the same realization the lady had just a few minutes ago. He is know Wiser than before. As he narrates this, He also laughts out loud, because he is All-Knowing but likes to narrate silly things just to enfuriate Human Beings. He is Evil after all.

The day comes closer. The day in which God will present himself. With his True face...The jewish community has named but only 5 of his faces. The rest named or hypothesized are only gnostic books...nobody takes those seriously, really. God then asks himself: What face should i wear for this ocasion (he has more than a thousand faces, for he is also a Hero). He answers himself quickly: i will wear my Hero mask, that will show ´em. As time passes by (about 5 minutes approximately), he stops looking at himself in the mirror (he likes his face, thinks is like a 10) and continues to walk (he never stops moving, he´s like omnimoving or whatever) towards the door. He grabs the handle, then let´s go after opening the door, and exits succesfully (not forgetting to close door behind, so the house´s cat doesn´t enter his room to shit all over (he´s badly trained, God hates cats). As he walks towards the house´s exit he meets the journalists who start asking -too many questions-.

Who do you think you are? said the Journalists wearing a hat he bought at a fair, which he believes gives him superpowers to say supercool questions and in -that- way he can make a lot of dollars, which he can then use to seduce his shitty wife (she shits all over the floor at her place, she´s badly trained, because God made her that way, so that he can lol about that shit). God replies: oh i remember you, you´re the funny one. *PAT PAT*. The journalists inquires within: remain calm, remember your buddhist training. Breathe in. Breathe out. Everything is All, i am All, i Am God. God laughs out loud and replies to THAT thing ocurring before his very own eyes: wat? The journalists loses control, all journalists mimic him (he was the alpha up until that point, everyone´s lost and without nobody to follow). God knew this reaction would occur. He doesn´t do shit, he´s God, he´s like super Free-Will or whatever. All chaos reigns on the Planet which up until that point was problem-less (thanks to alien tech). God is like: wat? A world renowned psychiatrist enters the scene: THIS IS CALLED ANXIETY DISORDER and proceeds to market his consultation room in order to "treat" the condition which now everyone suffers. He is a capitalist.

Alfa-less, the community panics into primal mode: everyone bows down to God, and starts idolizing him just like they idolized the previous idol: like Baal. God says: OH I KNOW THIS ONE, I CREATED IT, TOO. As time passes (maybe 5 minutes). God stops watching everyone´s stupid faces and says: i regret nada. The crowd panics. Everyone turns into an individual, again. And everyone is forced to look at themselves before pointing the finger to others (especially the Alfa). Now everything´s fucked, again. All try to reassemble into a mass of people, that way, they feel they got a shot against the big guy, again. God says: i regret nada. As time passes, again (5 minutes tops), all start crying like babies and say in unison: I MISS MY MOTHER, but noone finds that funny at all, especially God which says, again: i regret nada.

God leaves to Japan. Is surrounded by cool individuals and lives a happy life on Earth. every single lunatic is treated unsuccessfully by psychiatry. all psychiatrists say in unison: WE NEED PSYCHOANALYSIS FOR THESE CASES, THEY´RE SO SPECIAL. all crazies yell in unison: I´VE MURDERED MY FATHER. Nietzche (time traveler, here, also in asylum, ironically and sarcastic, as always) ends the tale: Ecce Homo.