Maybe god just forgot about us, because we were all so fucking lame. Its an infinite cosmos, right? Maybe there’s just more interesting shit cooking up in some other universe. Perhaps god just put us on auto pilot - you know, into a black hole/goldfish bowl where time collapses on itself so we continue to do the same shit we’ve been doing for millions of years. Every now and then, an angel will feed us a new toy like the printing press or nuclear fission and we’ll chew on that for a few hundred years.
