Fish?

If God is dead;
Who’s left to feed the fish?

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Something I actually thought of when I temporarily had to take care of the fish at home.

To them, I was God, I controlled their fate.

Whether I wanted them to live or die was completely up to me.

And my... The number of ways I could kill them... Almost near infinite.

So!

Here we are.

In Gods fish tank.

Go blog yourselves.