This Game

Heavenly bodies, heavenly beings; living entities unfettered by gravity. Spinning marbles in a universal box. God’s favorite game, knuckle busters are smacking planets, right and left and the debris reforms… new…marbles…pee-wee dust. Cat-eyes glow as they sail apart; agate smacks! The “Big Bang” was… God taking his first shot. Heavenly bodies, heavenly beings; God makes no distinction between his children, as we humans prefer to believe. It’s been said that, “reality is an illusion”; perhaps we are only marbles in the game; like our sibling planets. Lost in a spinning swirl of colors; we roll blindly through life. Puries and steelies; clacking out cosmic crescendos. God knuckles down and shoots; bluesy-Earth smacks a trilite, Mars and chips a new crater. Another steely sends alley Jupiter, smacking into its own moon and a whirling Io slams grasshopper Neptune from behind. In parallel universes, we meet ourselves; repeating mistakes, we never win; a hazard of being…lesser gods. God’s game is multi-universal and human perception, terribly finite. The great hand, histing; fires…Earth gets another tour of the Milky Way. As heavenly body-clacks resound; all heavenly beings sustain injuries, that will change them. No one stays the same. Perigee to apogee; Earth centers herself for the next attack. Orion and his daughters laugh and applaud, as the last shots, miss them. While the gibbous cheeks of dragon Sun; Spit fire-flares in self defense. Singed Saturn loses another precious ring. It doesn’t matter in this game of marbles; God plays and wins, every time; then collects us all, for another game.