Shower dreams

For some reason beyond my intellect my most creative and though provoking questions flood me during a hot shower. A time when I should be thinking about Giselle donning a new vicky's secret diamond encrusted wonderbra, my synapses are busy tackling heady ideas. Inevitably they dry up as the hot streams of water pulses cool, depleted from a marathon cleansing. Here's some that hit me last night at 1:30am post sweaty soccer match.

Is God defined by me? Do I modify my actions to accommodate this notion?

In regards to my health when will the law of averages strike? (In context of becoming a major statistic) How many more indoor soccer games will my right Achilles tendon endure?

If man (a generalization of humankind) were given the wisdom of first creation, assuming that there was a beginning, would he become a Deity? By Deity I mean ordained from the heavens and not of minions from the earth populace.

Attainment of Balance is momentary, can it be sustained? Would you even want to? When living balance, do higher highs and lows impact the net sum greater than more moderate peaks and valleys?