I’ve noticed that sometimes meaningful coincidences seem to point to one particular outcome, yet life unfolds differently. For example, a couple may meet in an extraordinarily romantic way. Some may interpret their meeting conditions as fate, assuming or hoping for a happy ending, only to hear that they broke up soon after.

While some types of synchronicities can feel intensely significant and are hard to explain to people who haven’t had them, they can also be confusing. Some people even end up in the psych ward due to taking synchronicities too literally. There’s a common trope of a schizophrenic person who believes the TV is talking to them.

But I think of synchronicity as a kind of language, and thus, very complex and potentially misleading. It can seem to take over certain people’s lives, and lead to visits to a psychiatrist because it can feel so supernatural. I believe it is supernatural, but that it’s also a mystery and should be treated as such.

And reality itself can be misleading. You get the job and expect it to change your life but it only makes it worse. The addict who seems like they will never change joins the program and turns their life around. “Man plans, and God laughs,” illustrates this concept beautifully. Things are never quite what they appear to be.

The Simulation

I prefer to view reality as interactive art, and a mystery. Some aspects are game-like, and others are film-like. I definitely resonate with Elon Musk’s assertion that the odds of our inhabiting baseline reality are extremely slim. In fact, I believe that reality is almost certainly a simulation.

Interestingly, some accounts of DMT experiences describe visual environments that appear distinctly digital or computer-generated. I find this a fascinating fact alongside DMT being nicknamed the God Molecule, and the simulation theory. What if you are a character your soul is playing?

For me, reality has been very strange, so I consider strange possibilities. Not to mention collective phenomena such as increasing acknowledgement of UFOs and the Mandela Effect. In my view, the Mandela Effect at the very least illustrates that things are stranger than they appear to be. I personally believe it is humanity witnessing edits on reality.

When I first learned about the Mandela Effect, I was very excited that things are not what they appear to be (because things appeared to suck at that time). Others may see these experiences differently, but to me they point towards mystery rather than certainty.

The more I think about how difficult reality is to interpret, the more I wonder whether we’re seeing only a small part of a much larger picture. What can we know about God? I look around for clues about God’s personality in the way that events play out around me.

I observe life, look for patterns, and wonder whether those patterns tell me something about the intelligence behind existence. I have noticed certain “rules” play out. For example, “Truth matters a lot.” There are exceptions, but Truth is something that will often haunt you and find ways to come out despite your efforts to hide from it.

God’s Sense of Humor

There’s something almost comedic about the timing of certain events, like reality has a sense of humor. It’s as though Life waits until you’ve made a confident declaration before pulling the rug out from under you.

Of course, coincidence can explain some of these experiences. But I find myself wondering whether there’s something more to them, and whether the author of this strange play might occasionally enjoy a punchline.

I remember once I was outside with my friend and brother and one of them said, “You know when someone walks in on you in the bathroom…” and I said “No, that’s never happened to me” and immediately started laughing because they both had experienced it and it was a funny mental image.

The next day, it happened to me at work! I couldn’t help feeling that God had a sense of humor. It’s not that I imagine a giant man with a white beard in the sky laughing at the event; it’s more that I believe matter itself is conscious and intelligent and arranges in ways that align with the creator’s sense of humor.

I also believe it’s possible that God is aware of every specific event in our lives and has the mental capacity to keep track of all of it at once. God is the ultimate creator. Why would He create a world as complex, breathtakingly beautiful, and endlessly fascinating as Earth, only to forget about it?

A painter doesn’t pour time, thought, and creativity into a mural only to lose interest in it once it’s finished. As an artist myself, I make art to hang on the walls and I make my music to listen to in the car. What if God makes planets to watch like movies or even to potentially visit at some point? What if planets are like gardens to him?

Why Would God Care About Humans?

Recently, I was chatting with a stranger from the Internet (as I do from time to time) who said that it’s narcissistic to believe God would be interested in our inner worlds and stuff. I don’t think it’s farfetched or selfish.

We are characters in God’s play, and why wouldn’t an author be curious about his characters? Not to mention that it’s possible that a human is curious about everyone, and curiosity is a positive trait. Wouldn’t God contain the most positive of qualities?

I don’t understand why believing God might be interested in us is necessarily narcissistic. I would argue that there’s a difference between believing you’re the center of the universe and believing you’re worth being interested in.

If God created conscious beings capable of experiencing love, curiosity, humor, and wonder, why would it be unreasonable to imagine that their inner worlds might matter to him? Love has something in common with fascination, curiosity, and awe.

To love someone is, in part, to find their existence worthy of attention. If we consider curiosity a positive quality in human beings, why would we assume that a perfect creator would lack it? Perhaps a being capable of creating consciousness would find the inner worlds of conscious beings fascinating.

Many people who were raised religious but rejected to embrace it are hesitant to even wonder such things because it feels foolishly idealistic. I get it! I had my own journey with rejecting religion while having a personal relationship with God as a kid to wondering whether I believe in Him at all.

I then grew to gradually acknowledge the higher mind, then wondered whether God could be Love after all. I had always hoped He would be, but I’ve also tried to be aware of my own biases and how they color what I want to believe.

If I want something to be true, I’m extra careful. Of course it would be nicer to know that God loves us! But sometimes what you hope for the most is true. And perhaps the question is worth exploring even if we never arrive at a definitive answer.