the only meaning of the oil-wet water

God: I own you like I own the caves.
The Ocean: Not a chance. No Comparison.
God: I made you. I could tame you.
The Ocean: At one time, maybe. But not now.
God: I will come to you, freeze you, break you.
The Ocean: I will spread myself like wings. I am a billion tiny feathers. You have no idea what's happened to me
-dave eggers