God is an Alcoholic

And had you been that particular beer you would now be history. You would be re-incarnated in another beer which I have only just now retreived from the fridge. As I took my first sip you would have been delighted, because you would have been introduced to a new and glorious world.

But you would have noticed that when I took another sip you were diminished. Yet another sip would have diminished you further. You would no doubt be curious as to whether or not this apparent trend would continue to the inevitable end. You would ask your friends the obvious question: 'Will I not live forever?'

And your friends would reply that you would not, but that you were part of a huge quantity of beer that was loved by the Gods, and that if you could think of yourself in a certain manner you would indeed live forever, or at least as long as The Gods eschewed Alcaholics Anonomous.