Your OINGWORLD and its inhabitants, by extension of the Creator, are borne Tired and Exhausted. They are industrious constantly, creating intricate machines, millions of gears and cogs maintained in a blur of caffienation and sheer will. And yet, they are never quite happy or sad. The world is complex and articulate in five hundred different ways as a result of this taken personality.
The OINGS, or People, of this world do not worship you out of exhaustion. They are aware of you, but simply do not have time for prayer. Do you punish them?