Me: Father, I'm going out.
"Where are you going?"
Me: I'm not sure.
"When will you be back?"
Me: Not sure of that either...I just need to get out.
"Ok. I love you."
Me: I love you too! Maybe I'll stop by that new place you created...you know, the one called Gaia. I want to see what it looks like.
"My Child, it looks like every other place I've created...nothing new, nothing different, Love, energy, more Love...the same recipe!
Me: Then why do you keep doing it?
"What do you mean?"
Me: Why do you keep doing the same thing over and over?
"Because I Create! That is what I do... I'm the Creator."
Me: But don't you get tired of doing the same exact thing everyday?
Me: Why not? I mean what's the point of it all?
"The point is not what I Create, but what YOU make of it!!"