That's stretching it

Isn't it funny when people make metaphors
and stretch them, open them, and God is there?
Those are the good ones.

'God is the infinite dimmension'
said the sphere, and said the time
'and the point in the first, all in one as well.'

Especially interesting are the biological metaphors.
Green things drink sun, and are eaten by brown things, and those are called
primary consumers. 

Their predators are
secondary.  Theirs teriarty.  Quaternary.
It stops at four, because of mounting monstrous inefficiency. 

The Maya said the sun god, Kinich Ahau, found our blood precious, with the quaternary puma's.
It fed this god.  Biology can be stretched to this as well,
with wonderful implications. 

God is the highest order of consumer, beyond what is possible on the world
or in the seas.  He can continue one above all; and the highest feed the sun again, but the
best, best part is this: 

The Mayans preserved every inch of the mummy.  If God were a worldly perfect,
every inch would be eaten and feed an inch, if He measured inches,
which he would.  There would be no extra. 

Instead, the high priests kept the whole girl, but God was fed. 
This is amazing.  Otherworldly perfect, up a dimmension. 
He makes energy out of nothing, because He is God. 

Begining and ending, and living from nothing, living in this particular one. 
I enjoy metaphors, even if 

-Citron