Consider the impasse of a one God universe.
He is all-knowing and all-powerful.
He can't go anywhere since He is already everywhere.
He can't do anything since the act of doing presupposes
opposition.
His universe is irrevocably thermodynamic having no
friction by definition. So, He has to create friction:
War, Fear, Sickness, Death,
To keep his dying show on the road.
Sooner or later, "Look boss we don't have enough energy
left to fry an elderly woman in a flea bag hotel bar."
"Well, we'll have to start faking it."
Joe looks after him sourly and mixes a bicarbonated
soda. "Sure, start faking it. Sure, and leave the
details to Joe."
Now look, from a real disaster you get a peak of energy:
Sacrifice, Heroism, Grief, Separation, Fear and Violent
Death, and remember one violent death yields more
energy than a cancer ward.
So, from a energy surplus you can underwrite the next
one.
So, from a energy surplus you can underwrite the next
one.
But the first one's a fake, you can't underwrite a
shithouse!
Trying to explain to God Almighty where His one God
universe is going.
The asshole doesn't know what buttons to push or what
happens when you push them! Abandon ship, god damn it
every man for himself!
Recollect Pope John XXIII saying, "Like a little
soldier, I stand at attention in the presence of my
captains." The old army game from here to eternity: Get
there firstest with the brownest nose.