What would the all-knowing not know? . . .
. . . or not want to know? . . .
Let’s say, for example, what might it be like to witness or experience something that’s growing? . . .
. . . that was a form of existence . . .
. . . calling itself (at this stage) life . . .
. . . this energy bundle, this tiny but mighty force, that seems to organize itself organically from stardust (whatever that might be?) . . . no less . . . of course and why not?
what sort of all-knowing something wouldn’t enjoy
playing with the infinite varieties of suspense
(emphasis on play)
(we got scared away from that)