𝒯𝒶𝒾𝓎𝑜

"In a far, faraway land Lived the Quiet God. He never uttered a single word And lived his life in solitude. It was his creations Who lumped together And couldn't stop talking. "He must be sad," said a few. "He must be suffering," pondered some. "He must be lonely," claimed many. But, contrary to their beliefs, The Quiet God was happy. Surrounded by the comfortable silence, Wandering in the space abyss He pondered many things. Like, "How could they endure all this noise?" Or, "How could they use languages not to connect, but to hurt each other?" And, "How could they feel so alone, when they're surrounded by so many?" And when the Quiet God got tired The darkness engulfed him And held him in its embrace Without a word. As his followers cried, "How cruel," "How unforgiving he is," The Quiet God slept