Scene: Heavenly Café, early-morning, Hawking in deep-thought about God’s existence, rumored omnipresent without sighting. Morning-coffee turned ice-cold.
Entering, Einstein pulls a chair next to Hawking’s wheelchair and begins venting.
Einstein: What a mess you’ve left behind, while busy in figuring the mystery behind creation? No more order, chaos everywhere; even the “Chaos Theory” became useless.
Hawking: Me, blaming me? I was just following your footstep of deeper understanding of our origin.
Einstein: Absurdity, even the Iron Lady going to Scotland to gain support!
Hawking: You’re right. Look outside.
Floating diapered yellow baby-blimp defies gravity and brings chaos to heaven’s serenity.
Entering, Einstein pulls a chair next to Hawking’s wheelchair and begins venting.
Einstein: What a mess you’ve left behind, while busy in figuring the mystery behind creation? No more order, chaos everywhere; even the “Chaos Theory” became useless.
Hawking: Me, blaming me? I was just following your footstep of deeper understanding of our origin.
Einstein: Absurdity, even the Iron Lady going to Scotland to gain support!
Hawking: You’re right. Look outside.
Floating diapered yellow baby-blimp defies gravity and brings chaos to heaven’s serenity.
