Godhood XIV [Syrup Edition]

Oh! I remembered what we were talking about!

I swirl around Ournaro, gazing at the little souls labouring away. Oh, how they are so busy!

I feel that for now, our afterlife should be devoid of abstractions such as doors! None of our creations have yet discovered the majesty of the door, and oh we can be so much more graceful than that. Recording the past is imperative, but wastefulness and silly endings are oh so dangerous... I think. I can't recall being in this position before, but it seems to make sense somewhere.
You understand, of course?
Oh, but we may still create! Oh yes, oh yes! I feel that it may be time to establish certain pretty little self-perpetuating cycles with which to catapult ourselves into infinity, and perhaps if such a thing exists, beyond!

For now, see as I do this thing. I forget what the thing was, but that is okay. I've already prepared for doing it!
Oh, wait I remember!

I seek the Greifous Feeders of Melody, and softly, oh so gently, twist the mind of but one colony, composed of so many little minds. I warp endless memory and joy in discovery into them. I place a prophet in their ranks to begin their ascent into the halls of the eternal truth!

Prophet created for 3 acts!

Oh, it's gone again. What did I do?