Character: the demiurge of Sembabule

. Only when you instruct your people, mark my words. The commandments must be accurate, clear, do not allow any double interpretation and simple in execution...
I'm not going to give anyone any commandments...
- What do you mean?
Well... so. If mankind is unable to figure out what you can do, and what not - then who needs it, this humanity?

- Well, what was it all for? asked who oversaw the operation through the glass demiurge Mazukta.
- You mean, why was pain, blood and suffering?
Exactly. As I understand it, you would not be difficult to do it quickly and painlessly. So why..?
- I understand... - thoughtfully handed Shambambukli, rinsing hands after surgery - it is after all supposed to be? That want a man a woman. Asked the Creator to do it. The Creator gave him sleeping pills, put to sleep, booga booga! and when the man woke up, he was down a ready-made woman and say "to, say, enjoy". And then he will treat it?
Mazukta scratched his head and said: "understand-a-atno..."
- Well. And so... maybe he was even a little it will be valued? - hopefully said Shambambukli.

- This is your philosopher? asked the demiurge Mazukta.
- He's - nodded shambambukli demiurge.
Hmm... the demiurge Mazukta disgust poked leg motionless body. - Is he drunk?
- Yes, with the philosophers it happens.

- Oh, and then how... How do they explain that it is not I did them, and they themselves?
- And you do not explain. When you reach this point, the main thing to appear in all the splendor of glory and declared himself their God and master. Bribery and hands all ready, you do less work.
- But is it possible? It turns out not fair...
Ha! - Mazukta grunted and spat on the green shoots. - And what attitude is life emerging from the mold?