Alas I have been stricken with a terrible case of existential angst, horniness, a badly sprained ankle and ennui.
I've been reconsidering the concept of the Demiurge. I'll give a brief explanation of Gnosticism right now.
The basis of Gnosticism is that the world isn't perfect because the CREATOR WAS NOT perfect. This creator god or false god was an emanation from the True God. The True God was never created and always existed. The goal is to learn more about yourself (as an emanation of the True God) and therefore achieve a sort of enlightenment.
If I recall correctly the false creator god was called the Demiurge.
I could be wrong on that. Don't quote me.
I'm gonna keep stewing on that.
Yadda Yadda Yadda.
To quote the webcomic Rho,
"Basically all my best friends have moved on, and I'm expendable extra in my own life story, and I don't even have anyone to blame"