God listened all this time in silence: now he was angry completely fleetingly and drooping his eyebrows, now widening his eyes and smiling at my utter impudence. I spoke to him, as the once gray mass speaks, or as the once waved low-relevance clerk to the founder, catching him in the bodice. And being absolutely sober, calm, this plankton began his monologue, not counting on a special answer ..

So, I told him everything about his experiments. That I can see through it all. I feel it all. And I don't have to stand in the temple to convey all the words in my soul. This is where I have this door to the light.
In short, at the end I told him:
- You know, we all have different properties. You and I are just on opposite sides of the subtle worlds: we see, hear and understand each other. Yes, you help me, I can see it. And through me you become better and even bolder. But do you know, your strength lies in immortality, and your weakness lies in the fact that you hide behind this time, experimenting through people with your own properties. And I don't know those who like to experiment with themselves. My weakness lies in mortality, in not understanding how much is left. And the strength lies in the fact that I definitely count this watch, thinking: what to do with it. There is no power over us greater than your power over your own infinity. When you do it, then the experiments will stop. There simply won't be any extra time.

God listened to me .. then darkened, then brightened. It seemed to me that he was thinking.
I will hope that in infinity there will be some interesting topic to tackle. Then we will be mired in utopia and grumble, they say, how calm and good all this is. Like, boring. Paradise is everything ..