In the dawn of existence, two celestial forces emerged,
The first, the Qryix, with clawed hands of might,
Her proclamation echoed through the void, a relentless urge,
"KILL CONSUME MULTIPLY CONQUER," her decree of endless fight.
From her command, life awakened, a fierce, primal race,
From minuscule amoebas to the grand beasts of the land,
In battles unceasing, they sought to conquer and replace,
Their insatiable desires ruled by the Goddess's hand.
The second force, the Goddess of Everything Else, came forth,
Adorned in peacock feathers, resplendent in her grace,
She tread through the barren land the first had given birth,
And with melodious voice, sang of a different place.
Her words unveiled the beauty of flowers, oak trees tall,
The flight of birds and dolphins in iridescent spray,
Longing stirred in hearts, but creatures remained in thrall,
To the Goddess of Cancer's ways, they would not stray.
The Goddess of Everything Else, with a gentle smile,
Spoke, "I do not ask to change your Maker's design,
What if I show a path where, for just a little while,
Multiplication aligns with purpose divine?"
With her words, transformation began to take its course,
Single-celled creatures, once at war, joined hands in peace,
Eyes turned to neurons, as they soared without remorse,
To new islands, a vision where their bonds would not cease.
Yet, the Goddess of Cancer, from fire's embrace did rise,
Unpleased with her creations' newfound cooperative ways,
Her cruel pincer snapped, and her command rent the skies,
"KILL CONSUME MULTIPLY CONQUER," in a ruthless blaze.
Some obeyed her call, sowing suffering and despair,
While others held fast to the Goddess's gentler word,
Their defiance showed a path, a world beyond compare,
A realm where cooperation and beauty could be heard.
The Goddess of Cancer turned her hand to the wild,
"Become what you were made for," she proclaimed with might,
Violence ensued, extinction rampant, a tempest reviled,
As creatures fought and perished in eternal night.
From the ocean's depths, the Goddess of Everything Else arose,
With a vision of beehives, anthills, and harmony untold,
The cooperative spirit, a revelation she bestows,
But the creatures remained tethered to the past's hold.
With laughter, she declared, "I am the Goddess of All Else,
My powers are devious and subtle, as you shall see,
Continue multiplying, and in your purpose dwell,
Each meal and offspring shall bind you closer to me."
Tribes and societies united, cooperation they embraced,
Wolves formed packs, bees built hives, humanity in kinship grew,
Civilization flourished, progress could not be erased,
As the principles of the Goddess of Everything Else they knew.
Yet, the Goddess of Cancer returned with fiery rage,
Her anger kindled against the growing human tide,
Leaders and rulers gathered, her command on every page,
"KILL CONSUME MULTIPLY CONQUER," she cried.
Chaos erupted—riots, wars, and strife abound,
But from the ashes, builders, scientists, and artists arose,
Undeterred by turmoil, they worked on solid ground,
Their resilience and cooperation, a testament to those.
In her final fury, the Goddess could not relent,
Inspiring conflicts, calamities, and worldly trial,
Yet, the spirit of cooperation, undeniably potent,
Prevailed, as humanity continued to reconcile.
The eternal struggle played out, the Goddesses' dance,
Shaping the world, in competition and cooperation's span,
Humanity sought balance in life's delicate expanse,
A path towards harmony, in accordance with a divine plan.