Imagine a single cell, floating in an ocean. It dreams of becoming a God. It then doubles, again & again. It grows & crawls out of the ocean onto land & continues to push towards GodHood. It stands up, learns to hold the world, change the world & even control the world. It adapts to anything & everything. It becomes smarter, more capable, aware & sentient. It sometimes stumbles, breaks things & sometimes hurts it’s self & others around it but it slowly learns from all of this.
It is not a God but it slowly moves it’s self towards it’s idea of what a God should be. It’s possibilities are only limited by it’s imagination & the further it goes, the more it can imagine which makes it’s potential unlimited.
Why not worship that?
Ah well, it’s only a story…..
Scart's Rant 