How strange that man would wish to be God. To speak for God, To be like God, To own God for themselves like a male order bride.
Little does man see, That God wants to be born a man. What's with that? Does god have a Bodhisattva Complex? There are many metaphysical models that speak of an intelligent but none sentient life force that informs and structures reality to feed itself. The thing that makes "God" beyond being and non being is that as a singularity it has no other, no separateness. And because of God's total unity, the "Physical" universe is the only way to provide subordinate secondary vessels with which to create. This type of universe does not easily submit to anthropomorphism. This is why we perceive an asymmetry between the notion of the divine and man. Man seeks to be one with God. But God has no ego. Much of what we as men want is all good, but God is without want, she has us.
But if we are the food for god, what could we possibly have to offer? Our awareness of self is that from which the machine is learning. The "Intelligent" machine learning may never achieve self awareness. Who will be, "The Saviors of God?" (Nikos Kazantzakis) Why would we even bother with moral decency, unless there is something greater than ourselves that needs to be nourished and loved?
Let us for a minute discuss "Temptation." (At this time I will not stoop to honor the so called place of evil or sin in the mythical pretense of a divine will. Not yet and maybe not ever.) A friend asked me about the possible reworking of "The Red Shoes" into becoming the Ruby Slippers. She said the stories shared a very dark ominous tone. I offered that these types of stories both have strong Kabbalistic overtones that suggest the temptation of desires unfulfilled. Well I didn't actually say it in that way, but I'm not an essentially proud person. The human realm is one of ambitious dreams, deeds and achievements. But as an attachment, the drive for excellence can make one loose humility and acceptance of others. Tibetan Buddhism describes this world as a humorless place, of grandeur and accomplishment. The antidote for pride is "Equanimity, regarding the great and the small. I've known many people who let themselves feel crushed by the avoidances of the mighty, while avoiding us little people as if we are all just too petty.
If my research is correct, there may be no justifible explanations for the grand coalescence of great works that make the universe and it's central moral goodness so sensible for us. Just know that for some of us, this awesome drama of living does make a kind of good sense. We all often want that the good shall prevail. We often do see, "The Intelligent Universe."
