I was gliding through empty space

 I was gliding through empty space and came upon a holographic undulation wherein sat a man busy manipulating a visual screen.  I put on the breaks and asked, “Whatcha doin way out here in empty space?”  He said, “I decided this piece of space real estate being empty would be a good place to create a planet and people it.”  “Why?”  I asked.  “Because creating is fun,” he said.  “Need any help?” I asked.  “Why do you want to help?”  He asked.  “It sounds like fun?”  We both laughed and he welcomed me aboard, and asked, “Do you know anything about thermo-pulsation morphing?”  “No,” I said, “But I make a mean martini.”  He laughed and said, “Get to shaken (not stirred).  I’ll teach yea how to corral energy into forms.”

We went to work and it only took minutes and we had a small galaxy, solar system and a planet.  Big stuff was easy to imagine, however, designing humans with their individual propensities that are essential to making the planet interesting to watch, to be entertaining and amusing take a little longer.  Good thing we had personality packages to choose from.  Imagine building those packages back in the day when you had to combine individual traits–there’s millions–and decide on which ones to package.  It must have been hell.  Anyway, to spice things up we morphed some of the package, moved inclinations around, kind of repackaged them, and the result was spectacular, and terrifying.

We ended up with not only self-aware humans, but with self-aware cats, dogs, trees, and even weather.  That’s like back in the old days when planet earth humans developed artificial intelligence that became self-aware and killed all the humans.  What a cluster fuck that must of been.  I think we’ve introduced a whole new era of Hollywood possibilities.  No one knows for sure what’s going to happen, or the outcome.  “Damn, this is really exciting.”
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Arrived on a planet and not one person knew shit as to how they got there, what they’re doing there and if they go anywhere when they die.  Gee, I thought, that sounds like earth, except on earth they make shit up.  Here they just admit they don’t know shit.  

I asked them what their planets name is, and no one knew if it had a name (of course I was only among a small group of people living in rain forest, but, that’s all there was to choose from.  The whole planet was lush with vegetation and there were no cities, no roads, no buildings, no nothing but people living in trees.   

Come to think of it though, actually it wasn’t much different than on earth where people fly around, drive around, live in sky scrapers, play on computers and watch virtual reality for entertainment who also don’t know shit about shit where they came from, how they got there, what they’re doing there, and if they go anywhere when they die, but they sure got great imaginations.