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Sometimes, I wonder if God is the origin and embodiment of empathy. "Whatever you do to one another, you do to me." And if we were made in His image, that would imply we were fashioned not in His physical image, but rather created to embody all of the emotions that comprise His being.

It would explain why emotions can be so powerful, why they motivate everything - even the absence of emotion in one person evokes strong emotion from others. It would speak to the balance of man and woman, or of parent and child, of friends and loved ones. We are not God, so we cannot contain and express everything in a perfect way. But we keep each other in check, for the most part. Maybe He was trying to give us a gift by letting us experience even a fraction of what He is.

I first had these thoughts when I was fourteen or fifteen, walking outside late at night trying to be philosophical about God and Man and love and hate and everything else that runs screaming through your head when the person you're going to be is just starting to wake up and peek through the curtains at the great wide world.

I still haven't worked it all out in my head, and the truth is, I probably never will. But I sense some truth in it, somewhere, so the thought stays alive in a corner of my mind, always happy to be taken out and examined anew. And since I can only have my own thoughts about it, I can only examine, postulate, and possibly conclude to a certain extent.

So I share it with you. Do with it what you will.