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It was a very long line and I found myself standing next to Michael Levin.

"Have you seen the sorting algorithm?" he asked me.

"No. I am looking for an arbitrary triangle ABC. But I am so glad to see you!"

Then the lost child stepped in between us. She looked up to Michael. "Are you an authority?"

"I'm a biologist. I study bioelectricity."

"I'm lost. But I'm not foolish."

"Do you think I'm..."

"No. She's just looking for an authority. She's lost but she's a wise child."

The child looked up at me. "If I was foolish, I would be looking for my parents. But they are the parents and I am the child. They should be looking for me. So I should go where they would find me."

"Yes, looking for them you'll just get more lost. And also tired. They should find you."

"I think we're all lost," said Michael.

"Yes, you are an authority," said the child, holding his hand.

I felt something land on my shoulder.

The child's eyes swung open, then squinched shut. She laughed. "That's a bat!"

Michael looked at me and also the bat. "Imagine that. If we could chat with a bat. We would know what this is and where we're at and all of that."

"But we can chat with a bat. I mean, we could if we could think like a bat. But we can." I said, ignoring the bat. Or rather, I leaned slightly forward, and my right foot pressed back against something new. I raised my foot to discover a large colony of forest ants, which I stepped behind.

"You can't step on an ant!" said Amanda, the child.

"And you don't want to step on an ant colony. But could you think like one?" asked Michael.

Curt Jaimungal asked, "What is your theory of everything?"

"God does not have to be good."

Every time I say it I stop to think of God and whether I truly mean it.

"What do you mean by God? and good? Define your terms."

Jesus appeared. "I had much more to say but you could not bear it then. But the Spirit of Truth has come to tell you all things."

I blushed. But I go through my shpeel. And yet do I have to prattle like this? Is there no other way? Should I not slow down and reexamine everything from scratch? Yet isn't that what I'm doing, putting it all to the test, ever and ever again, for the zillionth time, with each new person, every new being, checking and rechecking for eternity...?

"God is unconditional. God is prior to existence, logic, time and space, meaning, love, all of us, the universe and everything. This primordial God... Are you fine with that?"

"I understand you. Continue."

"God is unconditional. Good is God within conditions. Life is the fact that God is good. Eternal life - growing forever, learning forever, living forever - is understanding that God does not have to be good."

I pause.

"Life is not fair."

Jesus interjected, "You could not bear it then. Imagine if I had said..."

"Hold that thought! So you are saying that ...

interlocution

Then I saw the triangle.

"I need to talk to you!"

ABC was quite arbitrary. proportions... Arbitrary and mute.

God

Sean Carroll

the robot

Counterquestion (superhero)

my mother

the lost child

the arbitrary triangle

Jeff Hawkins

the cortical column

Iain McGilchrist

Karl Friston

Chris Fields

bat

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