Would-be gods. Like me.

Staying interested in life. Not becoming bored. I suspect. That’s a key to survival. To a long and productive life. Of course, there are no guarantees. But it helps to be in love. With life. One must learn to care. Not only about one’s self. But about others. Or about something. Anything. Material or immaterial. For instance, I’m in love with abstract thought. With philosophy. With questions.  That will never have clear and definitive answers. But I still seek out the unanswerable. By postulating. By pushing my imagination. Beyond normal limits. Making up wishful scenarios. Wishful answers.  Even pretending to play god. So very well. That I begin to feel like the Almighty. No folks. That ain’t dangerous. God has amazing self-control. God is perfect. Knowing how to handle would-be gods. Like me. --Jim Broede