I Spoke With God.

"At any rate, I am convinced that He does not play dice."
- Albert Einstein

I spoke with God today, and He told me that you were wrong. We looked at the world, and the universe, and time, and I learned some things.

I learned that "the world" is closer to nothing than something, yet still everything. We saw the birth of humanity and its destruction, and the joy I experienced in watching its conception was eclipsed only by its demise. We saw, together, that mankind's biggest successes and failures lay only in the most trivial of matters, and we shared a laugh at every stress, pain, relief, and joy in the world. Then I cried with happiness that you can never experience.

I learned that "the universe" was even less significant than the world, and was given a glimpse of the expanse of universe after universe, each with physical and perceived properties that neither you nor I can ever understand. I was shown only ours, and I was grateful. We laughed at gravity, and physics, water and carbon. He showed me helium and we laughed at that too, albeit in a higher pitch. That made us laugh even harder. Then I cried for what is, what was, what will be and what will not be. But I was happy.

I learned that "time" is not a concept but the ultimate anti-concept, existing and failing to exist only in itself, with no gauges, measurements, or perceptions. I was shown that time mimics itself, everything, and nothing, and we laughed. He told me that time was "an illusion, lunchtime doubly so," and we laughed at that too. I then cried for every care I've ever had about an idea that exists only in the minds of the insane, but I was happy because at least we are all insane.

I thanked him for the ultimate benevolence, and told him I would see him at lunchtime. I think He is still laughing, and I think we should all follow suit.