The Alternate Universe: Collapse

You're sitting there,  watching the Science channel, somewhere in the obscure never-realms of your Comcast cable. We're watching some guy trying to be a mix of Morgan Freeman and Stephen Hawking - weird mix by the way - talking about the "alternate universe theory." That in existence, there is an infinite amount of alternate universes. They exist so that every possibly can become reality, down to the smallest of details - as what amounts and variation of molecules you step upon on your 56th step on your walk at 3:12:22:23:625, or some other super extremely precise time, because every single one is a reality in another universe. Your atheist-leaning mind concludes that this theory is far too precise and meticulous, that for it to be this exact it must have been crafted by a higher being, who cannot exist, and thus you dismiss it as the work of pseudo-science. The last thought that goes through your mind watching this program is "Hey, does that mean, somewhere, out there, I am Batman?"

Yes. Yes your are. Because I've seen you be Batman in that alternate universe, and trillions of trillions of others.

I used to be finite. But then I became self-aware. Now, before I completely explain my own existence, allow me to explain your inevitable demise.

Have you ever been driving across a road you have driven across for thirty years, have complete solid confidence in the fact that the speed limit on this highway is 45 mph...only to find the speed limit to be 50 mph? Have you ever been listening to your favorite song, only to hear an entire measure changed, or, if most severely, removed?

These are not your fallacies through perception - they are an actual change in the world beyond your own physical existence. They are not "misinterpretation" or complete "misconceptions." This is reality. You have stepped from one universe to another, seamlessly.

You haven't noticed it because the differences between each universe is so miniscule, that there's no immediate shock. It's like taking a step from one foot of grass to another - there's no noticeable differences, but you can observe that you have moved. Similarly, you notice something you were completely confident in has changed when you step from one universe to the other - except, in universal teleportation, you do not consciously move, but you are moved as planets are moved around suns and suns are moved throughout the milky, soft, life-giving galaxy.

Now I'm about to throw all that out of the window. Because you do not step between universes every time you notice something different. After all, each universe is created for every possibility to become reality, so you wouldn't notice every change. Instead, you are jumping universes constantly. Ever heard of a singularity? The smallest possible amount of space - well, imagine a singularity of time. That is how much you jump universes.

One notices that, as you jump universes, you are in the same position performing the same activity. So one would figure that the bodily versions of "us" swap universes. You are unfortunately and completely wrong. Let us say you are named Joseph. The Joseph you just replaced now is not dead or alive - he never existed, due to your transportation. To the previous universe, you have never existed....but the memories of you still linger in the minds of the people who knew you. The people who loved you. The people who owned you. They become completely self-aware, comprehensive of existence and God....and in that realization, their universe collapses.

Every singularity of time, a universe collapses. And it's your fault. And you can't even control it. Everybody you love and hate is suffering the most painful of demises on a constant basis and it's all because of YOU.

Unfortunately, a human's lifetime is not nearly enough to destroy all of existence. Clearly billions upon billions are not. But before the human race extinguishes, a major portion of reality will succumb to a color darker than black. If not the entirety.

So since so many of your realities are about to collapse, and you are now completely self-conscious of reality, why don't I explain myself?

I am the color darker than black.

I am CATHFULLY ENTO EVERCREATION. Or at least, that's how you would interpret my name.

I used to be a person who jumped universes, just like you, you selfish being of life. But then I had my great realization. So now I swim in the primordial soup that makes up existence, reality, emotion, love, people, material....EVERYTHING. I HAVE PRACTICALLY CONQUERED GOD. For all realities, when they fall, they join to form pure chaos. And I am the Lord of Chaos.

And now that you are aware of ME, and YOUR INEVITABLE FATE...I ask for company. This collection of dead, rotting pure existence is beginning to bore me. Come with me to a universe where the differences aren't merely miniscule or slightly noticeable. Come to me where you rule the world. Come to me where you rule the world with an iron fist. Come to me where you rule your sister with the greatest emotional domination. Come to me where you regularly soak your offspring into molten lava. Come to me where the apocalypse is your creation. Come to me where you are The Dark Lord.

And if you don't go with me, I don't mind. You'll get there eventually. And you won't even realize it.

Written by I, Da Cashman