You thought this house was your house.

You thought you had it all figured out.

You thought you had everything under control.

The best security system.

Alarms, lasers, security cameras, the works.

Four locks on the door.

But this morning.

You found God.

In your kitchen.

Making pancakes.

And he didn’t even knock.

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All there is, is “This”.

This “ultimate creative universal energy”.

This “infinite”.

This “everything”.