No creator. I see the world as Leela. Not because I believe in some invisible female mythic entity (I don't), but because my body, my own internal authority led me to the story of Leela, and that story has a very deep ring of truth for me. The story of Leela portrays the world as a game everyone is playing. Like all games it shouldn't be taken too seriously. We aren't really these characters we're portraying. We're just actors who have taken on these roles. The game is to see how well we can play the cards we hold in this particular life. The jackpot is a life of love and self realization. Winning the jackpot is relentlessly hard internal work and it requires an uncountable number of lifetimes. But it's possible, and the world will guide me, but only if I surrender to and love the world as it is. That vision of the world has transformed how the world feels to me. By aligning myself with the world as it is I've made the world my ally, my friend. Everything in my world conspires to help me make progress. This is not easy street; making progress is never comfortable. But it's profoundly satisfying. Life is so rich, so strange, so deep.
Humans created god. It's comically obvious: god is a human creation, created differently in each language and culture to suit the needs of the god creators. The world doesn't need a creator. Why make one up? The world just is. God is a human creation, an abstraction we made up to fill a fearful void: a world that was never created. That makes our thinking run for refuge in an imaginary god. Our thinking fixates on abstractions, looking for comfort, looking for answers. But abstractions are just empty words about words. They offer cold comfort in a world that feels hostile, unfair, and insane. Why do we keep making up fictitious entities? What's the point? Isn't this enough?
How I came to love the world. I didn't used to love the world as it is. I wanted it to be different. If I don't love someone the way they are it's a bad idea for me to be in a relationship with them, right? Maybe she'll mellow out or He's rough but I can fix him are recipes for disaster, right? I didn't try to change the world, I surrendered to Leela and she changed me. And now I love the world just the way it is, which is the only way anyone actually can love the world. Cuz this is the only one.