combobulations

God (wups! as soon as I have said the G word some minds have already slammed shut) is no farther than our own consciousness. This does not mean that we are God nor that God does not exist. Some of us at times make up God, but at those times God is a god, worth about two cents, if that. We are the ones who are made up, current combobulations of the evolutionary flow, and we keep making ourselves up. This is part of the wondrousness of being alive; in part we are on a fixed course (characters all!) and, in part, we are the directors of our own stage show. Lord knows, we've got plenty of material to work with!