Ask me your questions

The blush and glance away were adorable, Bastien grinning at Remi's reaction. He rarely found people so easy to wind up with only a few words. He hadn't even had to lie, come up with pleasant half-truths. Remi posited a question that was wonderfully ripe with possibility for discussion. His soul cried out for some wine and a couch to lounge on to properly talk through it. This field would have to do. He made a show of thinking about it, tapping his finger to his chin. "Mmm. That is a good point. But there are ways around it. For example, what if your world did have a God, but it was like the one in mine? Simply, no one spoke about them? Or what if Gods look the same across worlds. There are theories in my own world about why different cultures possess different Gods. We could apply those to the worlds, but the form could be one main God which carries across the whole universe. Do you think there are different versions of the same worlds?" He was on a tangent now and he knew it, but Bastien loved a chance to ramble. "Perhaps a version of this world where there are different Gods, or none, or I am a King, or we are married, or we hate each other, or you are the painter and I the alchemist...But that was not your question, ah? Hm. I must find some philosophical readings from this place. Or if there are none...make my own. Based on the great modern writers like Kant and Hume." BASTIEN This tiresome desire to shock and amaze Perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days