out from under some legal trouble. Dad was a close friend of Alwinâs.â
âThatâs right,â said Bitter. âSondraâs like a niece to me. Did you enjoy the sermon?â
âIt was great,â I said. âThough Iâd expected more science.â
âWhatâs your field?â asked Bitter.
âWell, I studied mathematics, but now Iâm mainly in computers. I had my own business for a while. Fletcher & Company.â
âYouâre Joe Fletcher?â exclaimed Sondra. âI know a friend of yours.â
âHarry Gerber, right? Thatâs what I wanted to ask Dr. Bitter about. Harryâs trying to build something that will turn him into God.â
Bitter looked doubtful. I kept talking. âI know it sounds crazy, but Iâm really serious. Didnât you hear about the giant lizard yesterday?â
âOn the Jersey Turnpike,â said Nancy loyally. âIt was on the news.â
âYes, but I donât quite seeââ
âHarry made the lizard happen. The thing he builtâitâs called a blunzerâis going to give him control over space and time, even the past. The weird thing is that it isnât really even Harry. The blunzer is just using us to make things happen. It sent Harry to tell me to tell Harry to get me toââ
Bitter was looking at his watch. âIf you have a specific question, Mr. Fletcher, Iâd be happy to answer it. Otherwise . . .â
What was my question?
âMy question. Okay, itâs this: What if a person becomes the same as the One? What if a person can control all of reality? What should he ask for? What changes should he make?â
Bitter stared at me in silence for almost a full minute. I seemed finally to have engaged his imagination. âYouâre probably wondering why that question should boggle my mind,â he said at last. âI wish I could answer it. You ask me to suppose that some person becomes like God. Very well. Now we are wondering about Godâs motives. Why is the universe the way it is? Could it be any different? What does God have in mind when He makes the world?â Bitter paused and rubbed his eyes. âCan the One really be said to have a mind at all? To have a mindâthis means to want something. To have plans . But wants and plans are partial and relative. The One is absolute. As long as wishesand needs are present, an individual falls short of the final union.â Bitter patted my shoulder and gave me a kind look. âWith all this said, I urge you to remember that individual existence is in fact identical with the very act of falling short of the final union. Treasure your humanity, itâs all you have.â
âButââ
Bitter raised his hand for silence. âA related point: There is no one you. An individual is a bundle of conflicting desires, a society in microcosm. Even if some limited individual were seemingly to take control of our universe, the world would remain as confusing as ever. If I were to create a world, for instance, I doubt if it would be any different from the one in which we find ourselves.â Bitter took my hand and shook it. âAnd now, if youâll excuse me, Iâve got to get home for Sunday dinner. Big family reunion today. My wife Sybilâs out at the airport picking up our oldest daughter. Sheâs been visiting her grandparents in Germany.â
Bitter shook hands with the others and took off, leaving the four of us on the church steps.
âWhatâd he say?â I asked Sondra.
Sondra shook her head quizzically. Her long, frizzed hair flew out to the sides. âThe bottom line is that he wants to have lunch with his family. But tell me more about Harryâs project.â
âHow well do you know Harry?â put in Nancy.
âWeâve been seeing each other off and on for about six months. He introduced himself to me at the Vienna Café. Itâs a
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