Sweetie Belle, Mother of Creation. :3

sweetie belle makes the best goddess :3

 
“Humans, brilliant, stupid people!”

@Background Pony
 
The end of Minecraft. It’s more effective when it’s not a ten minute scroll.

@VoltraTheLively  
Beautiful….what’s that from?

And The Sweet Goddess held in Her hooves, Her Creation.  
She looked down to watch her Offspring, viewing the goods and evils of the world.  
And She smiled, loving Her Children as any Mother would.

She looks gassy.

@KirbyfanNeox  
Or being crushed against his/her chest.

God once told Moses that he would die if he saw God’s face.  
I guess this means the death is from instant diabetic shock.

That’s deep, man.

She looks kinda like this.  

You. You. You are alive.
 
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees
 
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player’s eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again
 
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream  
and the universe said I love you
 
and the universe said you have played the game well
 
and the universe said everything you need is within you
 
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
 
and the universe said you are the daylight
 
and the universe said you are the night
 
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
 
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
 
and the universe said you are not alone
 
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
 
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code
 
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
 
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.
 
You are the player.
 
Wake up.