More crazy stuff...

I looked out upon the deslolate landscape that lay in the valley below me. A black, charred swamp that bubbled with the horrid stench of decaying corpses and rusty metal.
Up above the sun was glowing red like a single drop of blood, a single blood cell, carrier of oxygen, supporter of life, and one of many millions that exist in the universe.
On this strange day, it crept across the crystal sky; a flaming, bloody inferno that radiated expansive, powerful beams of scorching light.
The devil sat on his chair, across the swamp and up on a cliff on the other side of the valley.
He stood and walked to the edge, adressing the whole scene with his voice.
The sound of his voice ringing out across this expanse of nature echoed once for every star in the sky.
Impossible to describe, other than to say that it was a combination of some of the highest and lowest tones I have ever heard.
It was as if the devil's larynx was a pipe organ and he was striking every key at once.
The words he spoke were meaningless to the untrained ear, but the eternally echoing sound of his voice was message enough.
The world was most certainly coming to an end and the human race was at fault.
For each echo, a wolf, mutt, or some kind of hound would howl in harmony from its source.

That day, the sun left a trail of blood
From the bodies underneath crosses, buried in the mud
and as each single body, bled through the sun
Satan laughed on his throne, knowing he had won

All life that was left remained more "in" earth than "on" it.
Every living thing struggling to survive in man made tunnels and caverns like pores beneath the crust of the earth.
Trapped by the heat and running low on oxygen.
I had come up to the surface to beg for the devil's mercy.
But when I asked, the organ howled louder, telling me that it wasn't his doing, he was just here for the show.

"But Lucifer, sir, won't you parish as well?"
The organ rang: "It's hotter in hell"

Suddenly I heard an even greater sound coming from beyond the horizon

"God?" I said, "Is it you? Have you come to save us from the might of the sun?"
"It's not my duty, oh unholy one. The earth is over, I've accepted, you've won"
"But God, you created us? How can this be?"
"Nonsense, my boy, it was the sun and not me.
You've wanted this forever and now it is so
From the beginning of time, this was your goal.
The sun was the seed, the earth the womb,
Had you respected your mother you wouldn't lie in this tomb."

At that, there was a great sound, one that rang out across every expanse of the universe.
A sound so great, it could be heard from any single place that physically existed.

Everything collapsed in on itself until there was nothing left at all, except for one, tiny little particle. This particle, when examined closely, contained a number of other particles, all too small to see with any sort of microscopic device. Still, this particle was determined. With nothing left at all to nourish itself, it attempted to procreate. Being asexual, it managed to birth a number of other particles. The smallest, weakest particles were devoured by the greater particles in a cannabalistic fervour. This process continued, until there were a great many particles. These particles began to develop means of competing with one another for food: flaggellum, teeth and the like. Their evolutions diverged and more species of the particle were created. As these particles died or were eaten and excreted, a small mass was formed in the midst of space. This mass grew and grew and the particles became more and more complex. The mass of small organisms and their organic excrements and corpses grew; so fast that it actually created a small explosion, dividing the particles and masses of shit and bodies throughout space. These grew individually and the process continued until an entire universe was created. Over time these masses decayed and became land. The pressure on these lands was immense, causing the planet masses to develop heated cores. Some of these planets got so hot they exploded into flames that would burn for billions of years.This was the beginning. Of what? Of everything and of nothing at all.