Why Man is not God

Invention, it must be humbly admitted, does not consist in creating out of void, but out of chaos; the materials must, in the first place, be afforded: it can give form to dark, shapeless substances but cannot bring into being the substance itself...Invention consists in the capacity of seizing on the capabilities of a subject and in the power of moulding and fashioning ideas suggested to it.

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

This is something that separates us from God. He can truly make something where there was nothing before; we cannot. Everything we do is simply an ordering of what was already there. This then begs the question: what today can we order, what today can we shape? Everything takes on a new meaning when you think of it as something which is in chaos which needs order.

Cleaning your room takes on a whole new depth when you think of it as invention.