What’s he like, you ask; don’t bother!
From beggars to kings, he’s seen them all come and go. You can forget all this ‘made in his image’ stuff. Does a broken child prefer to own a broken toy? I don’t think so. Perform miracles? Of course, if anyone can do it, he can! He invented them. The past and the future are all one to him, He’s simply up there doing his thing; scientific paradoxes don’t come into it! Manipulating time and giving life to the inanimate; it’s a cinch. All this stuff’s a doddle for him. Can he create a universe? He can create as many as he likes.
With a slight rotating motion of his finger, he can stir the cosmos, causing galaxies to burst forth and spiral. They swirl out into the darkness. A darkness that he made, anyway. He drops suns and moons off wherever he wants them, not a problem.
He has it all. Having all his Christmases at once?
Forget it, some say he started them too…