When God, the King of Kings, 'looks' at 'His' children 'He' only sees angels. Without the right context that would be impossible, even for 'Him'. I've put a few words in inverted commas because of course God doesn't have eyes or gender because God is incorporeal.
As children of God we are all Godlike but when we come to play our predestined parts in this toy story we play many different roles. When we first come on the stage we are pure. What that means is we do not have any accounts of actions (karma) and we are virtuous with no trace of vice. Time in this physical dimension (incorporeal world) gradually erodes our virtues as we slowly become entangled in matter and each other at which point our behaviour becomes vicious.
We are all divine, noble beings from beyond the sky and our time here in the corporeal world is for entertainment. Each moment can be joyous, thrilling, intriguing and so much fun if only we wouldn't fall asleep to the reality of who we actually are. But the falling asleep is part of the drama anyway. Then comes the very exciting part when we finally wake up again and realise what is actually going on and who we really are.
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