Entry 22: in which I meet Metratron and am rightly dismayed

Well, I scarcely know where to begin. Omnipresent I may be, but omniattentive I clearly am not. Take your eye off the ball for 65 million years and see what happens?

Turns out that the splendid collection of reptiles I have been admiring are gone, wiped out by a meteorite. And been replaced by a bunch of hairy-arsed monkeys. Quite extraordinary.

Oh it's not all doom and gloom. There were survivors and they are running around now in the guise of birds, and especially chickens. You only have to look at their scaly legs and the classic three-toed stance to see that. But talk about opportunism! Who would have believed that those insignificant beetle chrunching shrews would have ended up running the place?

I should explain that all this emerged thanks to a not entirely welcome visit from Lucifer and A.N. Other. By appearances an archangel, but not one that I've ever clapped eyes on.

"I'd like to introduce Metatron" says Lucy.

Well perhaps he would, but whether I want to receive him is quite another matter. I don't like the look of him one little bit. A stare like chilled water. And that's another thing. Most entities in The Realm don't stare at me. He does. Clearly not one of us.

Anyway, I buttonhole Lucy and hiss at him "Who is this wretch and where is he from?"

"Well", says Lucy, "he says he's from Earth and that he used to someone called Enoch".

"And Earth is ...?" I ask, sotto voce you understand, while fixing a beady on Mr Metatron who is kicking his heels in the middle distance.

And this is when he delivers his bombshell, about Reptile Planet, the meteorite and all that. Turns out that the monkeys have learnt to speak and call the planet "Earth" because that's what it's made of (they're a literal lot it seems).

Well that's as may be, but one thing I do know is that nothing from the Universe has simply strolled into The Realm before, because, as I've been explaining to the lad, this dimension simply doesn't exist there. Something stinks and it isn't me.

Entry 8: in which some reptiles appear

Slime popping up everywhere! Something to do with either the laws of chemistry or physics in this particular iteration. Probably both come to think of it.

You can’t say boo to a molecule before it starts self-replicating. Which is well and good. But, and here's the rub, also some complex forms bobbing up here and there. I never understand why this happens. Bacteria definitely rule the universe, at least in the domain of living things. And generally that's that.

Generally but not always. On one planet, which for the moment shall be nameless, there are some quite serious reptiles. Smart too. But not clever enough to start worshipping anything, for which I am deeply grateful.

[Editor's note: I suspect that this is a reference to prehistoric Earth, though I can't be sure. It could be that the author has in fact been selective in the episodes He has provided for publication; appropriate, perhaps, to each locale where publication is to take place.]