Imagine for a moment that you are Capital-G, God, creator of the universe and everything in it. You've spent whatever passes as time making everything, creating the perfect conditions for life to thrive.

What would you do next?

Wouldn't you break yourself up into countless tiny pieces, and experience the worlds you had created firsthand? Of course, you could not be aware of your own providence. You'd simply be as the things you'd made.

An individual part of god, surrounded by god.