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Original: bang on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Deity (a glowing ring-shaped being): Hey fellow deities, wanna see this new universe I got?
Second deity: Sure!
Third deity: Yeah!

Panel 2:
Deity: You crunch it together and it gets really hot. Then, you stretch it out and it cools.

Panel 3:
Deity: Now watch, if I get it to just the right coolness, it forms life.

Panel 4:
Life (a small creature on the universe): Do we have a purpose, lord?

Panel 5:
Deity: Oh shit, consciousness!

Panel 6:
The deity crunches the universe back together.
Sound effect: =Crunch=

Votey:
Deity: If you get to ten billion Celsius you'll never even know they were there.

Alt text

A six-panel comic drawn with glowing ring-shaped beings against a black background, depicting gods playing with a universe like dough. Panel 1: A god holds up a glowing universe and asks fellow deities, "Hey fellow deities, wanna see this new universe I got?" Others reply "Sure!" and "Yeah!" Panel 2: The god says, "You crunch it together and it gets really hot. Then, you stretch it out and it cools," stretching the universe into a streak. Panel 3: "Now watch, if I get it to just the right coolness, it forms life." Panel 4: A tiny creature has appeared on the cooled universe and asks, "Do we have a purpose, lord?" Panel 5: The god exclaims, "Oh shit, consciousness!" Panel 6: The god crunches the universe back together with a sound effect "=Crunch=", destroying it. Votey: The god, now holding a clean glowing ring of universe, advises, "If you get to ten billion Celsius you'll never even know they were there" - i.e., heat the universe hot enough and conscious life is wiped out before it can ask uncomfortable questions.

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.