When I was a child, I believed God was a bald guy in a gold cotton sweat shirt with the letter "G," for God, on it. I still believe this. Only now, his sweat shirt is 50 percent polyester and 50 percent cotton, preshrunk. The gold color has faded and the "G" is wearing off , peeling in little specks as the silk-screen gives up .
God was always smiling too. I imagined him all alone up in heaven, looking down on me. I was embarrassed when I took a bath because I thought God could see me. I wondered if he could see me crying too. So I would ask God not to look when I was doing something I didn't want Him to see.
When I came to Japan, I heard about the many gods here such as the god of thunder, the god of education and the kitchen god. I had to reorganize heaven completely.