The concept of God is just to hard to fathom, like love... maybe that is why we are always in pursuit of it. but I'm done... that is it. It's the only reasonable explaination, to me.

I was thinking the same thing... we are what we make of ourselfs sub-concsiously. How do you know what you see as red, I see as Orange... or just something radically different. This can account for dreams... seeing into another reality? Seeing yourself as someone else perceives you? I don't know...