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When life was gone
It was Sunday, the day of God, when the first nuclear bomb was launched, a day after the war declarations were made.
7 days of non-stopping noise shooked the earth. And then the silence…
The rays of the sun lighted the earth throw the smog, and the dark clouds that covered the surface of a devastated civilization.
The lights of the big cities of the earth were gone forever, like the life of the entire human race and the rest of life as well, but then through the fire and darkness a little mouse walked out of a sewer, fearful and cautious looking all around while he walked.
He was trying to find any other survivors like him, raising its nose to smell the air, but he didn´t smell anything more than smoke and death in that air.
The little mouse continued his travel for an hour avoiding fire and debris on its way until a warm light caught his eye and a strange sense of tranquility made him go to were the light came from.
The poor sun-light that covered the earth was about to disappear when the mouse reached the warm light that was not a light, but a tall silhouette of a man that was standing in the middle of the street and from were a light so warm but strong was projected from all his body.
When the mouse looked that the warm light was a person, he tried to hide, but the mysterious entity talked to him.
“Don´t be afraid my creation, I pretend no harm.”
After listening to this the little mouse was confused, but a strange feeling of peace filled him and he decided to go out.
“Walk with me; I know that you have some questions for me” said the entity while he walked in the opposite direction projecting his light.
The mouse rushed his walk until he reached the entity, and when he looked up trying to look his face, he discovered that he had no face and it was just more warm light.
“Who are you?” said the little mouse with a little fear on his shriekings.
“There are many names for us that you and your brothers have invented. So the question will not be who, but what my son, and what I am is something beyond your understanding, but you can call me father.”
“You mean that you are a God? “
“You can say that.”
“But if you are a God, why did you let the humans did this to themselves? Did you lose against the devil?”
“There is not such a thing called the devil, little mouse. The only evil in this planet was the one inside the human mind, the same that took them to their extinction.”
The little mouse stopped his questions for a moment and looked again all around, like if he could find another living thing in the devastated city.
“I have another question. If you are a God and you created all this, including the humans. Why didn´t you made them perfect and without devils in their minds?”
“We never tried to make the perfect human, they were supposed to evolve like that, incomplete, needed and with troubles in their lives. This was his final proof in order to gain a place up there with all of us, loving their imperfections. But it is time now my son, we have to go. I have a final task for you. There is another blue place that needs a new savior.”
Then the little mouse walked more with his father until they got up into the sky leaving behind the desolated land.
The moral of the story: humans have to learn to love their imperfections or else they will destroy themselves.
