Sin is grace. Imperfection is perfection. Yin is Yang. They are so inseparable that their identities and characteristics become meaningless.
Sin is grace because it is acceptance and approval of that which God cannot do. Light is meaningless without darkness. So too, perfection without any contrast- a beautifier.
There is a fundamental need of death, for evil, for erasure of the past and movement blindly toward a future. Make no mistake. Satan is a god. The god of Futility & Despair, for which God’s hope and promise become desirous.
And the paradox of God is that he is human. God without any evil is a human. Entirely; perhaps with more power than anyone could hope to acquire for billions of years, but an inevitability- just read Genesis 11 if you feel skeptical of my claims. However, a righteous God did not create evil. Hmmmm…. Yes, only a human would invent something simply to destroy it. But what about that omnipotence and omnipresence? What about Omnibenevolence and Justice?
God has neither Body nor soul. We have souls, but they are nothing but a metaphysical anchor, dead wait. It is godly, but not God. No, God exists everywhere all at once, which is precisely the same as saying he doesn’t exist anywhere! He is analogous to infinity in another respect- he is a mental description, nothing more or less. How interesting then that we think ourselves either godly or not, when at the very best we can only be humanely.
Scientists, the most ardent of champions of real progress in the entropic world, know this. They see the world as descriptive, while religions take that information as prescription. Ha! As if they could be the worlds doctors, the most hypocritical caste of society!
What folly; and yet, self-justification becomes meaningless in a world where the 3 lb. Lilan Egg is just a storage and processing unit for the many Intangibles in the world. So it can be true- no, is it true: we need God, not the other way around! Except ‘need’ is a prescriptive thought system, and describes nothing; it cannot be in the greatest of Truths.
Science should strive for is’s, not ought’s, and religions the vice versa, even though many humans ‘feel’ the need for both. How frail is this squishy ball of grey matter. Alas, humans are always afraid to stand on their own two legs without help; it is in this way that even the most benign memes can turn against their masters! The most catastrophic fear is that of the Invisible, the Indwelling, and the perceived externals.
We are Barrowers. It is natural, everything borrows from everything else. I am barrowing from those around me and the reverse is true as well. They say that death is free, but actually it comes at an exorbitantly high price: Life. The opposite also can be posited with certainty. These statements are neither contradictory nor circumstantial- the economic system of the Universe is not perfect, nor will it ever be. There is never and always a value of 0. No one can take or give everything entirely; therefore insubstantial existence is what we will find in reality. Every piece of currency :body, mentality, spirituality, everything changes hands ad infinitum, and is the slight differentiation of these bits of Change that allow for the vast proliferation of God’s empty bank accounts. Any statement, no matter how initially worthless, could become an ideal mental/spiritual currency in the fullness of Time, because it will always have been true [= valuable] to someone at some point in time. Yet the world is made of “dollars” not denominations of them, so no one can follow the underground River of Life; its course is completely unpredictable. Yet this river is dry and dead- remember? Again, the identities and 0, 1, and infinity become ambiguously distinct- or is it the reverse?
I had been whiling away the days, and there were a great deal of insidious thoughts that clouds one’s faith. I had struggled so much to believe, for even as I was ordained, I was quickly losing my trust in the Lord. But one day a member of the church asked, “Father Dennis, if God knew what we were going to do beforehand, what choices did we actually make?” He said the words in a depressed manner, though almost flat with emotion, and his face tense, but also lacking emotion.
I sat in a long contemplative silence then realized, “God’s sovereignty and good will are unmatched and irrefutable. No matter what occurs, know that His will in being done to the realization of the best of all possible worlds, both in this, and the hereafter.”
When I had finished, it was as if a great block had been lifted off of my mind, and I suddenly found that once again I realized the truth: I was chosen, as were many others, to come in to the ultimate blessing of God; I could not have been more completely aware of the definition of “rapture” at that moment. I was transported to a place of new faith, a fire had once again been lit in my soul. My face, it seemed, showed the progress of my thoughts; and my patron, Richard- who would later rise to his own fame- merely scrutinized me, and rolled the thoughts around in my his like boulders, waiting for them to settle, before he would speak again.
Punctuating the silence once more: “Pastor, that may be true, but if I didn’t choose Him, then why am I being rewarded? And why not many others choose as well?”
A great sadness seemed to precipitate, like slowly forming dew droplets in the late part of a mild spring, and the understanding came with it. The great cost of happiness, of grace.
All I managed to say was, “The good Lord cannot have everyone to himself, for it is by the darkness of the world God’s light shines so brilliantly.”
And although I feel in the deepest part of my convicted heart that God’s will is perfect, I couldn’t help but worry about the fate of such a man, occupying Mr. Dawkins’ mind that was all ego, and nothing of God.
Desires are temporal trials
darkness resonates in the
Chambers of the Mind
those petty wraiths can be shoed
away from items, people
but these scurrying,
insectile vermin unite.
A deliberate force which
Conquers, commands, yet…
Desire itself, immortalized-
the blackest shade
As God is the harbinger of
love, peace, and truth
He cannot escape himself
He has naturally
The Greatest of Shadows
Light defines all
People have lived, in the full spectrum of blessedness and cursedness, and have decided that life is not worth living. What fundamentally is different about the afterlife? How is eternity advantageous, practical, or just??
What matters? I implore you, tell.
But then I must ask another question:
What lasts for eternity? What do we know?
And another thing, yes, that one answer: Information
That is all that Is…
But of that, Time, and our reality,
is there forever? Have you seen it?
“This” is a Magician’s hat, at most we
feel the texture, perhaps we hear a brain….
Illusion and reality merge,
illumination and shadow, the panorama
of our setting Sunrise- the majesty of
the spreading Twilight
An important associated quote:
“In fact, we philosophers and ‘free spirits’ feel ourselves irradiated by a new dawn that the ‘old God is dead’; our hearts overflow with gratitude, astonishment, presentiment, and expectation. At last, the horizon seems open once more, granting even that it is not bright; our ships can at last put out to sea in face of every danger; every hazard is again permitted to the discerner; the sea, our sea, again lies open before us; perhaps before did such an ‘open sea exist.”
poetry is just words
emanating from the lips of the soundless
Cognitive thoughts the crazy people think
those senseless images of pears, birds, and rivers…
War and death are all too common,
love and loss now a mere cliché
Insanity provoking the sanest contemplation
And yet still the listeners and readers show
All the masochists of the most pathetic sort
trying to squish their minds around simple models
Fail miserably, for why should I care?
This is all Made Up Crap