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October 2000

Find the solid surface nearest you. Touch it with your finger. Press it, and imagine for a moment that at the point where your fingernail goes white, the entire object begins to move. Maybe if you press harder, it stops. I think this is the place where God lies: between you and the world.

If we weren't self-conscious, or intelligent, or whatever it is that humans are, there'd be nothing between us and the world. We would respond to stimuli directly, without thought, without free will to exert. Like frogs. Imagine: a frog can starve to death surrounded by dead flies.

When I lay awake as a kid and wondered about the possibility of an afterlife, my conclusion was that really, there was no reason why we shouldn't simply die, like frogs. I only learned recently about the dead flies. Maybe I will die like a frog, not recognising whatever spiritual food surrounds me? Maybe our souls are aching with hunger, starving for something that's God? Something aches. It really aches.

Ned-ep.

If we're incapable of seeing the spiritual food on offer, maybe accepting its presence is a matter of faith?

Or, couldn't we try understanding our needs? Hunger and food. I know it's a leap for a frog...