A BRIEF HISTORY OF THE GOD OF THE SIMULATION.

A brief history of the God of the simulation

is the human story

of casting upward our highest ideals,

one intellectual age at a time,

and then trying to live up to them.

Our conception of God

comes from an internal evolution

which needs and needs to surpass

a divine parent.

What will make you believe in God

is tragedy and wonder.

Tragedy because

your psyche simply cannot bear up

under the cold rejection of nature;

you need a deep sense of belonging

in the midst of chaos and reckless

hunting and eating of the weak.

Red tooth and claw requires

the counterbalance of love in your soul.

Wonder because here is inexplicable beauty

and Adam and Eve must give names

to creatures great and small

in the largest archetypal sense.

You are forever-first humans,

awaking to all these shapes and colors,

life and death, stars and planets,

and the immense weight of being.

No apoprotraic ritual,

demigod hero, or savior

can shed that responsibility for you.

It is an evolved, created gravity. Both things.

And now you are naming robots and super-intelligence,

and your rituals on death and dying as temporary setbacks,

apropos of our fast and furious times.