I have had my share of vivid dreams lately but they’ve all been boring and nothing compared to my best ever dream about Nicki Minaj. I suppose nothing would ever be that great. God as a subjective entity has been prevalent in my dreams lately,though; I suspect my constant concerns about its existence and relevance have been getting to me. 

For reasons I vaguely remember, God bestowed upon me the secret to the universe. God wasn’t physically there but was sending me revelations through thought. I was ecstatic to learn that science had not failed and most of what we knew about the universe was correct. God was somewhat of a programmer of the universe. Anything physical can be broken down to minute particles known as quarks and in my dream quarks were programmed in a binary code (1s and 0s). This way, God was written a very complex algorithm  to great the laws of nature. These laws created the universe and life. Haha, I remember coming home and listening to my mother tell me something about Islam. I thought to myself: “how can I even begin to explain the truth to her? She’d never believe me.” So, I let it be. For once I didn’t even point out a contradiction in what she said.

When I woke, I thought about how the “prophets” back then sounded when they preached about their own personal revelations and why people even took their word.