Man in the Sky

Not God.
Let's imagine an astronaut instead. Let's imagine he's doing an external repair to the International Space Station and he's floating beside the Station when he glances over at the Earth. In that moment he considers everything that is happening on the planet surface, from the weddings to the house foreclosures. From the revolutions to the office employees. It would be a lot to take in but let's just imagine it.
In an instant he sees the cattle factory farms where tortuous genocide takes place on a second-to-second basis, only to have children laugh and throw bits of a hormone-infested carcass across the table. He sees true love as the couple share a moment of indescribable intimacy and peace. He sees wonder and awe as the teenage boy stares at the Rocky mountains rolling past him on the road trip to Colorado. He sees satisfaction as the man turns on the engine to his car after a day of repairs. He sees confusion and agony as the boy is forced to rape and execute his mother in Sudan. He sees delusion as the fanatics detonate a vest of C4 and as they drop their impressionable child off at church camp. He sees joy as the children rush downstairs and tear open Christmas presents and their father makes hot chocolate for everyone. He sees ruthlessness as the business executive signs a contract to cut through forest and build a mall. He sees foolishness as the man goes to work at a job he hates. He sees unity as the team issues chest bumps and high fives after a touch down. He sees sadness as the model sells her body to a camera and she wonders if this is all life has to offer. He sees frustration as the student is forced into unimaginative classrooms and must listen to people she does not respect about things she has no interest in, all in the hopes of becoming just another cog in a machine of never-ending consumption and waste. He sees passion as that student skips school and spends the day painting by the pond. He sees indoctrination and obedience as the hit men fire round after round at down-range targets and shout, "Semper Fi." He sees disbelief as the starving child sees pictures of grocery stores. He sees companionship as the boy plays with the dog.

Look, I'll be completely honest with you: I have no idea what I'm writing about. I've tried to continue writing after this point about six times and every time it is completely incoherent and irrelevant. Instead I think you should just sit and think about that man in the sky for 5 minutes or so. Just find a place where it is quiet and calm, shut your eyes, and imagine you are the man in the sky, watching the world happen. And when you open your eyes I hope that you will think, from time to time, about what else is happening on this earth, and not become so wrapped up with yourself.