isn't God Great? isn't He (or She if you're a feminist) the greatest Divine Father of all Living Creatures (or Mother if you're a lesbian feminist)?
you know that feeling you get around 3pm -- siesta time in Spain, when your body's natural circadian rhythms have naturally slowed down and you start feeling drowsy... isn't great to know God's out there? everywhere? literally all over the Universe, on other planets... like the water of the seashore that reaches into every nook and cranny... God's there buddy, and he's got your back.... don't you just want to give him a slap on the shoulder and say, "i love you buddy, you bless yourself since you're God it would sound funny saying God Bless you since you are already are God so you just bless yourself," and maybe enough friendly tap on the shoulder while you dither a little... not wanting to spoil the moment or take up too much of God's time... knowing his/her/its various aspects are so diffuse like quicksilver and mercurial.......
anyway God, great work, here's looking at you
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