IF you question the existence of God, rest assured, there’s a God, only he’s rendered immobile by the sheer fractal immensity of his creation.
What do you get when an unstoppable force intersects an immovable object? In a space with no point of reference else than yourself, it doesn’t matter. Was anything moving in the first place, really?
So you got God on one side, and existence on the other, a writhing bifurcation of bifurcating realities bifurcating each and every bifurcation.
What do you get when you pour the contents of an eternally filled pitcher into a bottomless pit? Nothing really gets done, man.
So God’s locked in an infinite loop, just trying to take it all in.