Dumb Thoughts!

God and me...

I was reading my emails and remembered God and me.
I remember talking to my box fan at night when I was a child.
I believed God was talking to me in the blowing gingko trees.
I was a child and breathed with the swaying branches.

Now, I believe God is many versions to many people.
We might be a simulation in God.
How do you prove any of this?
It might just be wishful thinking.
God only knows... Maybe.

Muzzy