The violonist in the sky

So string theory has been replaced by, expanded into m-theory, but I find that the image of a string, of strings on a violin, is much more apt for the idea of the question that is still missing from all the equations:

Who plays the violin?*

Well, naturally, God does, but that word has to be stripped of all its religious connotation. We are so infinitely insignificant in comparison to the m-theory god, or everything, that all we can do is find our place in the grand scheme of things. This does not mean, however, that we know what the grand scheme is.

Suppose we have a full understanding of m-theory. We would still have that question, why are there these infinite parallel universes? And even if we answer that, we will still have an even greater question. But even if we do, so to speak, gaze into the eye of God...the question is no longer 'why,' but 'and then what.'

In the end, God might be everything and nothing all at once. It could be chaos, it could be a quintessential order, a perfect synchrony, perfect rhyme, imperfect art, a gray-bearded man or a spaghetti monster. It is at the same time irrelevant to our existence, yet at the same time everything we aspire to know. The quintessentialness of all is exactly this: a paradox, all that is nothing, or perhaps just something. Certainly explains a lot about the paradoxic nature of man. We are, after all, fragments of this greater paradox.

* It is a much more fulfilling image than someone shaking blankets at random (m-theory replaced strings with 10-dimensional blankets - seen from the 11th dimension)