Noggin On Heaven's Door

Okay, so one thing I want to know right now is: Is there no god, or is there a god, or is it a paradox and there simultaneously is and isn’t a god? After much pondering, the last possibility seems to me the most logical, I suppose. Are we our own god? Am I my own god? Seems possibly a part of it all. If I am you and you are I and all is one and one for all of the three and D’Artagnan makes four must-get-theres if Max Linder knew what’s what but his wife and he wound down via a suicide pact and so I simply don’t know!!! Too simple to know, brain-wise. See, the whole problem just gets me confused. It seems unbelievable that in all of human history no-one has known the most important thing that there is to know.

And if I drink a cup of tea now where does that fit into the scheme?

If any entity knows what’s behind the really, really thick brick wall at the end of the universe, or has a saved news clipping pertaining to any occurrence, however boring, which happened before the Big Bang, could they please let me know so I can start becoming sane? I’ll be the first human to have become sane, actually.