Or maybe the creator just wouldn’t take us all that seriously, like a 14 year old putting a sim in a room with no exit, a fireplace, and a pile of furniture in front of said fireplace. It is only a game.
We could be just one little work of art in a room full of old works.
I mean, we tend to think of the universe as an endless canvas. It could just be some finished piece that the gods don’t even look at.
Maybe they watch our suffering so they can write their plays from it. They have no stakes, so they watch us to learn.
I mean, we’re the ones suffering. We’re the ones looking for some good luck and praying we don’t die before we get our children raised. Of course that is important to us because we’re the ones crying when it doesn’t all work out.
Maybe god/the gods don’t care because it is of no consequence to them.
Of course I’m just playing with thought. I am not a religious man. I happen to think that all of this was just a big, happy, sad, ugly, beautiful, wonderful accident.
Or maybe the creator just wouldn’t take us all that seriously, like a 14 year old putting a sim in a room with no exit, a fireplace, and a pile of furniture in front of said fireplace. It is only a game.
We could be just one little work of art in a room full of old works.
I mean, we tend to think of the universe as an endless canvas. It could just be some finished piece that the gods don’t even look at.
Maybe they watch our suffering so they can write their plays from it. They have no stakes, so they watch us to learn.
I mean, we’re the ones suffering. We’re the ones looking for some good luck and praying we don’t die before we get our children raised. Of course that is important to us because we’re the ones crying when it doesn’t all work out.
Maybe god/the gods don’t care because it is of no consequence to them.
Of course I’m just playing with thought. I am not a religious man. I happen to think that all of this was just a big, happy, sad, ugly, beautiful, wonderful accident.