Making the world: out of boredom

Me: So what made you want to make this world?

God: (shrugs, or at least that’s what it seems) Do I need a reason for that?

Me:........You kind of need one.

God: This world isn’t made by me. I gave it’s foundation. You made it the way you wanted it to be.

Me: (tilts my head) So, free will then?

God: It’s better than planning. Too boring for me. And plus, you make good television. It’s boring up here.

Me:........Then why not surround yourself with your creations?

God:(wave his hand) I know you from the inside out. I can guess from the distance. And plus, I have to deal with problems that you love to give to me. I do not have the time nor energy to deal with it. It’s better to leave my existence up to debate. At least less people would bother me for their problems.

Me:......*shakes my head in exasperation*

Note:

I don’t want to piss off any religious folks here, so please note that it’s just a literary work that I came up with. I don’t mean any offense.