Who are you?
God. Who are you to be asking me questions?
I’m a man.
You are not a “man”. You have no idea what it is to be a man. You call yourselves men, but you don’t know anything about where you came from, what you are for, why you are alive, and how you function.
I know, that’s why I’m asking you. You’re God. You know everything. I thought you could help me understand who I am.
Not only are you wrong about yourself, you are also wrong about me. I don’t know any more about anything than you do.
No, and why should I? What makes you think I know anything more about this existence than you do? You found yourself alive on earth…I found myself alive in the universe. Continue reading Conversation With God, Part I