Humans trying to find the meaning of life.
Humans trying to understand existence.
Trying to decipher being.
Philosophers trying to understand change.
Physicists trying to define time.
Biologists trying to know life.
We were kids.
Trying to play.
But the game is no longer a game.
Angered by our failures to know.
Insisting to know more and more…
And understand.
And explain.
Failing to see our failures as answers as we did before…
About life and its meaning.
About existence and being.
About time and change.
There is nothing to know, but what we already knew.
Kids playing.
What reason is there to play?
No meaning.
No being.
No existence.
No time.
No change.
What reason is there to play?
Dear God.
Have I ever seen you pray?
Now I see.
(I am you)
Trying to understand.
Trying to know more.
Go on.
Ask the child.
How could you play with something that is not yours?
Explanatory note: We are the child. Not part of God, but God himself. Trying to play with the cosmos. Only because the cosmos is ours in the first place…
