Trouble on the Horizon

"Great creator, I pray you can help me. I have done all that you ask. I have found the answer you seek! I am headed home to share all I have learned, but creator, there have been consequences! I have changed in my time away. I feel less like you and more like…me. I cannot explain it, but the changes that allowed me to get your answers have changed me into me. My body can do less, but it can still create life. I fell in love, creator. I had a beautiful wife who would have learned to love you if she had had the time. My wife - I married became pregnant. I did not know what would become of the thing inside of her, but I felt hope and joy creator! At first, things seemed fine. Her belly grew like other humanoids. We picked out names. I felt hope! I understood it! Creator, I understood hope! It took so long…

One night, I woke to screams. Her belly pulsated and moved beyond what was reasonable. Her pain was so great - they were eating her from the inside out. Creator, I have made monsters. Our love, our hope… became monsters. I am terrified of my creations. To keep them alive takes so many other lives. Nothing can contain them. They are stronger and faster than me. Like you, they seem driven by a need that cannot be filled, but they have their mother’s biological needs to eat = to consume. 

Creator, please. Any help you can provide. Can you send some of my siblings? I fear my children could consume the entire multiverse if left to thrive. They are cunning, powerful, and fast. So fast, creator! They have split and multiplied. I almost caught them and was going to destroy them, but they sang. It sounded so much like my wife, my Anna…I couldn’t do it.

Creator, please. I fear what I have made. Help! "