You make billions upon billions of little people made out of clay for no reason whatsoever. Then you put them in a box and set rules for them to follow, but one of your clay people turns on you, you choose to call it "satan", you have all the ability to smash it and destroy because after all you did create it but you choose not to for some weird reason. Ok so you have all these other clay people that you created again for no other reason but for you to have something to do and for you to have something to judge and control like the little puppets that they are. You watch them day and night hovering over the box, you punish some of them for not following your rules and you get angry at them for not doing the things you want them to do. Its ridiculous ain't it? Does it sound familiar?