I am the creation of a simple man using the tools given him by a technology that was built upon over millions of years via the blood sweat and tears of millions who came before. But, yet…
In my fake existence and display, therein lays the affirmation of something that yet needs to be discussed and examined here in this tiny speck of interstellar space. For any deity or carboniferous form who could have even the most rudimentary understanding of the vast blackness and emptiness of existence would cry with absolute astonishment and wonder at such a feat of awareness!
This begs the question of God. Does He exist….? I know I do and therefore He does.