Hypergargantuan

A hypergargantuan segment of conpull* capable of binding the moon in place to the earth. Just in case.

My conworld, for instance, is much larger than Earth, because I wanted multipled continents while keeping plenty of open ocean, but it's not hypergargantuan - because making a world that big doesn't change the cultures in it at all (if you can't get from europe^([sic]) to south america^([sic]), it doesn't matter if there are ten billion other continents beyond south america^([sic]) that you also can't get to...), and doesn't give me more scope for more cultures, because even an earth-sized^([sic]) planet is too large to ever fill up, let alone a superearth, so a system-sized planet will never have its size made use of.

But failing such a breakdown, or the sort of prima-vista harebrained but ultimately eminently sane sort of h*ck-raising that I hope or at least vainly wish to incite via this essay, these charlatans’ ascendancy is guaranteed in virtual perpetuity regardless of how rapidly, or to however absolutely or relatively unprecedentedly hypergargantuan dimensions, the membership of any of the world’s churches or other so-called faith-communities eventually swells—this because they, the charlatans, have effectively monopolized the baptismal font with the highest water-pressure; because, in other words, they can deluge us with new names at will, and at a rate with which no other font-holder—be it any church, or the law of any country, or even the marketing department of the most asset-swollen commercial corporation (whose own charlatanistic baptismal fonts, powerful as they are, are ultimately at the mercy of the scientistic charlatans’, much in the same manner as the natural gas or oil pipelines of certain countries are at the mercy of the pipelines of other countries closer to the fuel-source)–can ever hope to keep up.

Tell that to a hypergargantuan blazing nuclear fusion furnace!