In Which One Midwest Man-in-Black Confers, Converses & Otherwise Hob-Nobs with his Fellow Hob-Men (& -Women) Concerning the Sundry Ways of the Famed but Ill-Starred Tribe of Witches.
What is a God?
In his old age, the poet Simonides went to live in the court of Dionysios, the tyrant of Syracuse.
One day, Dionysios asked him, “Simonides, what is a god?”
“Give me a day to think about it,” said Simonides.
The next day, Simonides went to Dionysios and said, “Give me another two days to think about it.”
Two days later, Simonides went to Dionysios again and said, “Give me another four days to think about it.”
Dionysios says, “What's up?”
Simonides says, “I find that the longer I think about the matter, the more obscure it becomes.”
Retold from: Cicero, On the Nature of the Gods 1.22.60
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