Unlove is the engineer of the universe but love is the poet... Adding "but" in any sentence cancels anything written before it. God is busy trying to engineer things now and is failing miserably...while the poet in God plays a waiting game. Reflecting on God's creation, God will soon forget the things he built but rather find his mechanisms were a rather cruel torture chamber. The universe he created becoming such a huge pit of hell...the old man God will wax poetic... releases his children of their loans and debts... hoping his children will come to visit him... then...when everything the old man created fails him... like a kind old woman... she will spend the rest of her days forgetting the inappropriate behavior of her children, tell her children to be kind to the old man and instead of condemning her children...reflect on how her children managed to find love in spite of their dysfunctional engineer father.