Life can be scary. Things happen unexpectedly. We run up against situations and experiences beyond our control to handle and they often leave us reeling in pain, fear and anxiety. It’s awesome and humbling to realize that we are microcosms in an infinite universe that we know very little about. So we like to imagine that there is an Ishtar, a Doctor, a Superman, a Jesus, someone like us who knows all, who sees all, who can do things we can’t, who can handle existence and consciousness, who can take the nubbin of what’s best about us and go supernova with it.
It’s like little children with good parents. They knew everything and kept us safe. We miss that. And if we didn’t have good parents, well, we knew we were shafted, and we miss what we should’ve had.
On the other hand, our ability to imagine such beings enables us to dare to push past our current limitations, so I’m inclined to be cool with it.