The Cobbler

"The Cobbler [The Think Tank of : Orian/25,000 BC/Part Four]"," They have created a being of sorts, on the planet Tiamat II, otherwise known as Earth, otherwise known as the Blue Planet.
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The Cobbler has been observing this new species for some 50,000-years, and partly to his dismay.
 So simply he tells himself--referring to the thing that is lacking--it surprises him, shamefully, that it took 50,000-years to figure it out.
 A dump philosophy that makes him feels better anyhow.
    The guests that are arriving assume they are the seven who have survived the longest of all the other species in their known sections of the Universe.
or issue, and the creation he has brought about on earth.
  The last thing he wants to do is get on the bad side of Him again.
  Surely they got the genetic code for 'desire,' right, but maybe too damn right, as was planned, possible too engrained, not soft touch to it, Florencia has brought to the groups attention:

Florencia.
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Narrator.
  Consequently, the desire to live, eat, have sex has no limits, boundaries, or for that matter, no ethics.
  [Disapprovingly]  One takes from the other without conscious.
   And in old age, no one stops the cruelty that prevails.
 This is greed we have created, not love, or hope or faith.


The Colonial.
  The Cobbler builds walls to stop us, get our attention, what if the walls would kill us, would he stop building them?  Better yet, if it had killed me, I'd be dead, and then he can figure out right from wrong, but it does me no good, I'm still dead because of his right to do what he feels he needs to do to get to the end of his thoughts: will he give his life up for right or wrong, and in this case, kill himself.
  Is it not, their duty to take while they can, for when they are old they will not be able to, it is the law of survival, as it is out here, the law of getting attention to build walls: is this not true?

Florencia.
 And like 50,000 years ago, when the Cobbler came up with this bright idea to create these beings, the missing element never occurred to him, the thing lacking in the animals, reasoning which equals, 'free will,' the very thing the creator gave to us at one time, the one think no one seems to remember, but cherishes nonetheless; really can't remember His name haw, so they call him 'God, god,' when you talk about him, and God when you feel like you need to worship him, and ""God, god,"" when you fear Him the most.
  [The Think Tank is sitting in circle thinking]

As time moves on [to the Cobbler], another observation comes to light, which is really an extension of the first, and he writes this down to show the Think Tank, so he doesn't forget,

""Nobody wants to die,"" haw, that was the Cobbler saying that and that is pretty true and to the point, and the Think Tank is thinking on that very subject this minute.
 And to be quite honest with you, it gives them something to think about, I mean, they are getting closer to their universal dead date line, they also cannot live forever you know; or they know, or they should know.
  ""Now how can that be, when it is part of the natural process, can a little drop of their genetic fiber causes this?  .
"" [His thoughts are racing and so is his mind, and you can see his head spinning: spin and think, spin and think that is what is going on for about 10,000 years here.
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Narrator continues.
  He has concluded, if the creatures on earth already have it, they have perhaps too much of it, so he tells himself: I mean they were careful in the ingredients they added to the creation menu of the hu-mans: first was the body for its physical needs, then socialization, then the mind for psychological reasons, and of course they had left out reasoning, or was its something else, or addition?  And if they don't have it, they will end up eating each other pretty soon, so he better find a way on how to inject it before there is no one left to experiment with.
  The Captain has now arrived back at the circle of thinkers (it has changed to the place called Orion), you see him coming out of some super cluster, a far off Galaxy; evidently he was soul searching going back and forth for personal reasons: bored perhaps; he had left the group to think on his own all the same, and is now back, a little cynical brut, but a good sort of chap.


It would seem everyone had his or her favorite places live, like the creatures they've created on earth.
  And dark clouds, interstellar matter, and its nebula absorbing light from distant stars   it is a grand place he thought for this meeting.


Now the circle is starting to look more like a circle, and a meeting again.


[Everyone now is sitting on his or her frozen, gassy-colorful looking sofa chairs.
  You all know me as the Cobbler, and I got this meeting today to report the findings of the beings we created some 50, 000 or is it now 60,000-years ago on the Blue Planet, which will be called in the future, Earth, I looked into the book of the future, only a fragment of it though, I didn't want to cheat, and I still do believe the greatest gift, our creator, ""God, god', gave us was not to foretell the future, so I leave it as it is.


The Captain.
 Cobbler--don't be so surprised Mr.


The Cobbler looks at them all--

And they all nod, indicating yes.
   So let's not squander anymore time, what's on your mind, and what do you want from us, and what is next!-- [?]

The Cobbler.


Colonial.
  That of course is why we are all here.
   We simply forgot something.
  You see, we did not give them freewill like us.


The Pope [Piously]   Yes, yes--we forgot the gift the Great Creator gave us so very long ago.
  But how do we implement this, I mean, how do we ratify our wrong, and make it right? What is missing from the menu is Spirituality: you've added social, psychological, physical needs but, and this is a big 'but' do we not have a need for spiritual-ness?  It is part of our general make up; the creatures likewise? Reason demands we look at this element; although the problem is, we as we are, die, and thus, cannot give them this one ingredient, it has to come from God Himself, this is the problem, for is it not He who has unglued himself from the puzzle?

The Cobbler [Anxious].
  I think what we need to do is create a virus--yes, that is what we need to do; that will only infect the beings biological structure, their genetic predisposition.
  We need it to infect the system, change the system, and then lay dormant so it doest affect anything else in the future.
  Free will, we will have to depend on free will to seek out God again, lest they feel empty like us; is not a right by any means for a creature to feel God inside him, it is a gift from the creator we threw away, and they must find, we can only do so much.
   [Sleepily]  Well, I hope if we do it, we do it quick so I can live to see the results.
  I could have done that is my sleep, although this primate is more creative I see, and quite a lot cleverer than his neighbors.
 [Surrealistically] We have given them long lasting chromosomes, yet they only live between one hundred to one thousand years, and then they weaken and break, like everything in the Universe, they cascade.
 As I was about to say, lizards live longer than our creation, they grow as they live, and never stop, how did we do that?

[The Captain responds]: 'we didn't do that, 'God, god'.
  Anyways, that is what virus' do, they mutate, and so we got to be careful they do not cause future damage.
  [Sensationally]   You are so right, but we must take chances in life.
  We are now responsible for them, like it or not.
  But there is always that chance, old desire will out weigh the new reasoning and free will I suppose, and survival could trigger world atrophy; it is the chance even God Himself must take.
""   When in essence there really isn't much of a past, although the 'desire' fiber, wants them to believe there is.
  [Wanting to get back to whatever he was doing before he came says in a quick manner]  Ok, ok, ok: Cobbler, how do we infect our prize begins on this little dot in space call a planet?  Hopefully this will help us reunite ourselves with our God, and give me peace from you.
  [A little worried but surprisingly spontaneous]  We can do it, we can do it.
  Or we could put it in the water, or even hand delivered it to a few of the females and let it take its roots from that.
  We could also put it in the clouds, and when it rained it would drip all over them.


As you can see, they are already drawing pictures on the walls of caves.
  And when they do, He will no longer be angry with us possibly, or become angrier; whatever the case, redemption may be around the corner.


The General.
  They will watch these new beings that look much like themselves, not fearful, not hiding, and they will see themselves die-out.
  We can also instill in them an eagerness to travel, for adventure, look at them now, they are all clustered in one area--and, and if worse comes to worse, there will be beings of different races, and cultures all over the Earth.


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Pause

Narrator comes up frront and says his last words to

Act II

And so it was ordained on the 8th day of May, 25,000+ years ago, that man would be infected with a mutative virus that would change him forever.


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