I was down by the Montlake cut yesterday ( Seattle ),
where the big wigs' megayachts cruise by at 7 knots, mere feet from me,
when I found a laté ( espresso ).. so I took a few sips.

I got so high I felt like I was God, ruler of the cosmos.
What was my first job, as the newly crowned king ?
I took a dump at the “ Dempsey Indoor ” ( track and football field ).

Here's a map of where I was:
“ www.Cotse.NET/users/jeffrelf/CampusWalk.PNG ”.

So yeah, God does ( or did ) exist ( ha ha );
but, like George's random metaphysics, it doesn't matter much.

What matters most is the “ rent ” you pay to your “ land Lord ”;
e.g. the “ rent ” you pay in the form of taxes and regulations
so that you can live in a civilized society.

As can be seen my the way the U.S. “ evicted ” Saddam Hussain
( off the face of the Earth ) the U.S. is the “ land Lord ” of Iraq,
and Saddam wasn't paying his “ rent ”.

Going up a level, every landlord is a tenant.