He slid his hand around the backside of his head and scratched. Something was missing, he knew. But what was it?
Probably not the intestines. He could remember making those. They had taken forever. He had the muscles ready to apply. They were sitting on the ground so they wouldn't get in the way. He had the circulatory system. The miniscule capillaries were the most difficult part of the whole. Limbs, check. Torso, check. Spinal column, ch-oh there's the problem. There's a brain stem but no brain.
God reached down and poured the brain in.
He layered the muscles on the skeleton and painted the skin on the outside.
Done.
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Awesome! I'm pretty glad God didn't forget the brain...
ReplyDeleteYaaaay Roberto!
ReplyDeleteWOW life on the blog from out of left field! And within two minutes of each other! What are the chances of that?
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm sure glad he remembered the brain, too. This is more about the appearance of the brain when compared to other, more beautiful systems like skin, circulatory, nervous, or musculoskeletal. So I guess I just don't like seeing brains? (not a zombie. Good to know.)
I like when you write about God creating things.
ReplyDelete^That was Brooke, who was using my computer and forgot to sign me out.
ReplyDeleteInteresting.
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