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Symon was undeterred: "Its Wednesday afternoon so I can do what
I want. So long as I go back to work tomorrow." Mimi was a pretty average girl. She had long brown hair, and big black eyes. "Good point, Symon, after all, look at the sky, the sun, the planets, the entire universe. How can all of this have been created in a week? Some of your dissident freinds suggest that the Cosmos took billions of years to evolve out of randomness." Ben rolled his eyes. "Look, you guys, stop looking for trouble, its pretty obvious that the universe was created. Look at the sun and the moon. Look how perfectly uniform they are. How could such perfection as the Sun and Moon being perfectly the same size to behold, have just come about because of randomness?" "Oh," said Mimi, "I am not agreeing with him, he just has a good point. I would not want to disrespect our great King Zhou." She looked around nervously in case the ground would swallow them up and send them to the fiery pit of the Red Beast for all eternity, like the Big Black Book said it would. Symon had a pinched look on his face, and his pointed ears pricked up. "That Book is just dogma. It says that the entire cosmos is actually just words in a book. It also says that the Author is perfectly good. Look at this cup of coffee. You can all see it, right?" he exclaimed in an ever-more increasingly annoyed tone. Igor, who seldom said much muttered "What about it? Its just a cup of coffee." The others nodded in agreement. Symon was getting intense. "Its not words in a book, its a damn cup of bleeding coffee." In a wild fury he flung the tepid liquid in Ben's face. "Oi!" said Ben "You bloody idiot, you have made me all wet and sticky." "So why should that bother you? You're not even real, you're just words in a bloody book! See it bothers you - that proves it cannot all be just words, because words don't get bothered by having coffee flung at them." Mimi, at first shocked, began to smile. "Really, Symon, you did not have to do such a nasty thing as that." |
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