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September 9, 2011
The oak tree was screaming, the redwood was singing, the willow was weeping, and god was... sleeping. On the seventh day, he rested and never went back to work. Or so goes my college friend's theory.

Another friend tells me that god didn't create anything at all. He was created by the collective need of humankind for something, anything, to believe in, and when we no longer need him, he will no longer exist.

What do I believe? Why must anything have created anyone? What if we're all in this confusing mess together, lost and lonely as anyone else?