
Imagine for a moment that you are a god. You exist outside of the confines of time and space… you can do whatever you want. Create a universe? No problem. Watch a billion years of life evolve in front of your eyes? Done.
The thing is… within the realm of infinity, which has zero confines, even creating universes can get boring.
So you eventually get the urge to experience some of that life firsthand. You, as a god, decide to go to sleep one night to dream that you are just a mortal in one of your universes. The first night, you want to experience what it’s like to be a king… so you dream about that. The next night, you dream about falling in love and having a family. And the next night, you dream about being a sailor exploring the seas.
Those are all fun experiences, but remember… you have infinite time to have infinite dreams. Once you’ve dreamt them all, even that gets boring, too. During the roughest moments of the dreams, you still know that you’re in full control. There’s no real conflict, no true feeling of risk, no heart-stopping surprises — you always know the plot… and you’re going to wake up as a god regardless.
What’s left for entertainment?
Only one thing. You have to forget who you are.
The next night, you decide to dream again… except this time, the life you live will be random… and you won’t remember that you’re a god. For the purposes of the dream, you’ll actually think you’re a living, flesh and blood human… someone who can die, someone who experiences true fear and true joy, someone who can grow or fail or succeed or… you get the idea.
Does that sound like fun? It must be… because here you are now, still dreaming that dream.
Well… that’s an interesting thought at least. Maybe it isn’t so far from the truth.
It’s a bit like picking a character and playing through an RPG. Since we can all do that, I guess it makes everyone a god in their own right.
Risk is the point of everything. Guarantees are boring.






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