Gods Laughter

Homeric laughter They had been angels sitting on clouds for ten thousand years playing the harp, but since they were in a timeless environment They didn`t want knot, only filled with a sense of ennui that came from sitting on a cloud void of touch, and they also miss not being hungry and thirsty, and feeling sad for throwing one out off the cloud, he had no ear for music. They objected to god who took off his mas showing A face a hole so endlessly deep that if it was white, told they were his illusion now they had to make a choice either continue playing the golden harp or vanish into the big white hole; they choose the instrument. God put his mask on, and bitter silence wafted like an ill omen through the galaxy.