Worm’s eye view of God

Whenever I am confronted with somebody who believes that their religious or spiritual views are infallibly correct and everybody else is wrong, I think of my wormery.

Every few days I lift the lid and put in some vegetable scraps and peelings.

From the worms’ point of view, the sky opens up and giant hand appears bearing food.

They think I’m God.

I know they are wrong.