Let us play a game.
A game of pretend.
Only at the end of the game if you win you’ll realize that it wasn’t a game.
That really what you thought wasn’t a game was a game.
So to begin I want you to close your eyes. Well I don’t because you won’t be able to read what I write if you do.
But anyway pretend to close your eyes.
Now I want you to imagine what it would be like to be God with a big G.
You can do whatever you want, you know everything and you are everywhere.
Question: what are you going to do?
Well come on. What would you do if you won the lottery so to speak?
Imagine the questions that would bug you in this state.
What is the point? What am I to do?
It’s all well and good being poor you know. These questions don’t really come up.
What is the point? To get rich of course; or at least make it so I don’t have to worry about food and shelter anymore.
What am I to do? Another easy one: try to get rich, build a hut or whatever.
It’s all very well being in a state of need. The need sorts those questions out for you.
But now I’m asking you what do you do when there is no need? After you’ve got that house and you’re rich and you have slaves to do everything for you. What do you do?
In a sense owning slaves is a lot like the power we ascribe to god. I speak “give me steak!” And voila my employee brings me steak.
God speaks “Let there be light” and voila there is light.
The only difference is that the universe in this way of thinking is God’s slave.
Well what would you do if you were God?
I’m not really looking for an answer to the question. It would be different for everybody anyway.
But that this question seems the most appropriate question one would ask oneself if one were God is interesting.
Why? Because it’s what we ask ourselves all the time.
That is to say that the most fundamental question man can ask “What am I to do?” Is the only question it makes any sense for God to ask also.
“Well I am. I want to be. Obviously I want to be otherwise I wouldn’t be. I’m god after all I can not be if I didn’t want to be. What on earth am I supposed to do?” Says god.
“Well here I am. I’m alive. Obviously I want to be alive because it’s easy to not be alive. I just chuck myself under a bus. But what the hell am I do with myself” says man.
Everyone reaches this state. Once you’ve put the time in at work to feed and clothe yourself you get home. You can do stuff but all the stuff you need to do has been done.
What are you to do?