About this and that...

I believe in God....in my own special way...and I have my own special idea about what this God might be....

But what I don't have, is an explanation as to why he created the world, our world, as we know it. With trees and flowers, with rivers and snowflakes, with fragrant Thai food and criminals, with poor people and AIDS and so many other wonderful things (sense the irony!)

Many people have attempted to find an answer and by reading what some of them wrote on this subject, I came up with this sort of attempt to explain the WHY?

They say we should be grateful for the gift of life but let’s just think about it for a second. God made us what we are and the way we are: some of us hard working, some of lazy, others violent and some greedy. Now, if he made us the way we are, why should we have to pay for the sins we commit? He made us prone to sins, he designed our week and confused mind in such a way as to favour sinning. Is just like children do when they're playing with insects: pulling off the legs of beetles or adding some weight to their bodies to see if they can carry it around and increase it constantly until is too much and they can’t move anymore. Or clipping the wings of dragonflies bit by bit until it becomes impossible for them to fly. God made us need and want things, and then dropped us into the world and expected us to make a move. I can still think of him sometimes, looking down on us from somewhere, and marveling and how we’re trying or not trying to do this or that, to fall or not to fall into sin. Just like the poor insects.

1. Is this some sort of evil experiment?
2. Was he really bores and though: Oh well, I’ll just create some humans and play with their lives?
3. Or did he have only the best intentions but for some unknown reason, his whole master plan went wrong?

If you ask me, I rather not be alive, if being alive means witnessing so much pain and wrongdoing in the world. We didn’t ask to be made. We never wanted for any of this to happen and all of a sudden (well, over millions of years actually) here we are, dealing with all sort of crises and dilemmas, desperately trying to make sense of our existence.

It’s similar with having a baby, brining it into the world, help it through the first years and then, let him deal with life and its problems. Problems this baby never asked for! Problems this baby never wanted to face! But because his parents wanted to perpetuate their genes or because they thought it would be good to have someone to look after them in their old days – he has to do it! God did pretty much the same thing! He created us because he was only, bored and had nothing to play with. Maybe projects on other planets in other galaxies failed, and then he thought he’ll give it another try. And he made us! Maybe that’s what he does for a living: making and unmaking universes, one after another (or at the same time, if we agree with the theory of parallel universes).

But at the same time, there’s a small chance that we are just an accident, a mistake of the universe, and there’s no one to blame for what we are then ourselves.

A century ago people were trying to establish whether there is indeed a God or not. These days that doesn't even matter anymore, since we only have ourselves to help us get through this miserable life.