12-29-09: Fishes in my tank

When I woke up in the morning and everything is shrouded in dark many ideas start cropping up around me like poisonous weeds. Perhaps some of these weeds are not only harmless but sweet in taste. Let me describe one morning’s crop.

When I woke up an idea suddenly engulfed my half awakened brain. Why, for god’s sake, what after all is a god. It seems to me that it is not a biblical god. The god painted by Michelangelo on the roof of Saint Sistine chapel. It would be rather unthinkable, if not ridiculous, to imagine it in the form of a human being. An ancient times primitive people imagined gods in the form of animals, insects, fishes, trees, mountains, and rivers. Now if we think that He is the supreme creator of the universe, including all its multifarious content, it surely would have to be something extra universal. Of course there are concepts in ancient religions including in the Vedantas of Indo-Arians that the universal Creator is a some sort of Pantheistic entity; and all the things present in the universe contain some part of it or they would merge into that large Pantheistic ocean. However this theory again leads to idea that god is part of the universe. I kept thinking over it with my half awakened brain, my drowsy eyes refusing to open fully and my limbs a bit stiff. I lay down in my bed trying to think out of this muddy morass; how to extricate myself from this intricate problem. Suddenly something clicked. A part of my brain called out: there are fishes in my tank and fishes in my tank! And I realized that, if not regularly, once a while I had to pick out one fish out of the tank prior to leaving my bed.