At this point nothing really makes sense any more.And somehow I'm thinking that God himself isn't actually sure of what there is to be done. Somehow I just think he drew the line in the sand between living life and observing it, and I got stuck on the other half of life, as a quiet observer. And maybe that's the point of it all... maybe there's people and observers. While people live their lives, us, observers are supposed to just watch in dismay... and every now and then when we do attempt to intervene, we get pulled back by a invisible hand that reminds us not to interfere. And we try to tell people they go in the wrong direction, but seeing as we should only observe and not interfere, we're looked upon as freaks, with idiotic or nonsensical ideas. Or maybe that was the plan from the beginning... leave mankind to wonder off into the unknown, as a sort of sick experiment in which they are not being told what to do or where to go, just to see how far we, or better said, they, really go. And all of that just for the heck of it, as some sort of anthill experiment.

Maybe God's hands have been always bound... and he's a creator-observer, that watches this experiment unfold. And somehow, I really want to believe all of this is just some nonsense a bad glass of booze cooked up, but the more I think about it, the more I realize that it may be true... And it scares the shit out of me !