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Monday, August 9, 2021

Credo

 God, Religion, Morality

God is just a word.  What is ‘God’?.   

    If the Creator of the Universe, then maybe a space alien or time-traveler, from before the Big Bang (x years ago, but before “years” even existed - in the sense of revolutions of the earth around the sun).  God the Father being the Big Bang itself.   Or, the impersonal process of becoming, without any consciousness or divine purpose or plan.


    Or, the Creator of You (You are your own private universe), in other words, your mom and dad.   The beast with 2 backs.  Sex.   Unless, of course, semen got in there without the performance of sexual congress, which is possible.   Virgin Mary, for example.   Maybe even teleported sperm, lol.   The father of Jesus.   Or other fathers, too.   All fathers.  Like Catholic priests, who call themselves fathers.   Or pregnant women, if you deconstruct father into FAT HER.   It’s a baby, not fat, though, so technically incorrect.   Mankind?  That includes women.  Women sounds like woe or whim, which sounds negative, and doesn’t come off as holy.  But everybody looks up to their dad as an authority, even a kind of deity, with the mystical power of creation, and a source of love.  The Pope is called Il Papa, in Italian.


Or, Reality itself, in all its forms.   “Reality is all the God there ever is” - Adi Da.  Space and Time, each infinite.   Or spacetime, if you want to get fancy.  Are there any other kinds of time?  Time outside of space?  Or maybe, subjective time vs. objective time?  I have wondered if, for example, lifespans are perceived equally by different species, time going faster for a dragonfly, say, so that its week of life seems to (him, her) as long as a human’s 80 years or whatever.  Kind of like the concept of burn out or fade away.   Candles are the metaphor, or an hourglass, or even bubbles that eventually pop.


All dogs go to heaven.  Dog is god, backwards.  Cats have 9 lives.   Afterlives?  Or a 10th afterlife?   The whole concept is nutty.  People love horses, so heaven is conceived with chariots and such.  Horse is a word for heroin.   Heroin is heavenly.  God is H.


The man upstairs, the bearded one, the ruler of heaven, the big cheese, the big kahuna, the big boss-man, deity, lord, heavenly father, almighty father, creator of heaven and earth.  Well, whatever.   It’s a game.  A word game and conceptual play.  God is a good and glad guide.   A leader, a role model, a standard of perfection.


Bible says God is love, a man of war, good, one.   All is vanity.   Chess is war.   War is the art of deception.   Not being bad is a form of being good.   One is unity, an individual, the best, or just a number.  It’s also pee, lol.  Love is caritas, agape, philia, eros.   Love is both a noun and a verb.  Love is wanting others to be happy.  Going to meet God is a phrase that means dying.  Acts of God can be arson, for example, like lightning causing a wildfire.  So sue me, he says.   Well, not really.  God doesn’t exist, when you get right down to it.  Unless it's a status, like in a video game.  It can also be a role or an identity, in addition to just a word or concept.


God is the source of all things good.   That’s subjective, of course.  People like different things.   Did God create ice cream?  A masochist might think pain is godly.   Again, nuts.   But a fun thing to talk about and play around with.  Oblivion is neither pleasurable nor painful.   So, as a place without pain, heaven is therefore heavenly.  Hell is defined as the place of the dead.   So we’re all going there.  Heaven and hell are the same thing.  Unless you’re talking about pleasure, comfort, health, wealth, love, bliss, etc. while alive, or hell as suffering, torture, depression, misery, and the like, while alive.   Again, it's just a conceptual game.  Cruel to be kind, in the right measure.  Kindness is my religion.


God’s name is I am.  Or Jealous.  Or YHWH.  Or Ra, Zeus, Quetzalcoatl, Ganesha…. Or a trinity, like Brahma/Vishnu/Shiva, or Father/Son/Holy Spirit.  There are thousands more.   The bible, the gospel (God’s spell), says Only God is good.   So if you want your life to be good, you have to step up, and be God.   Otherwise, you’re bad.  Islam means submission.  So if you’re a sinner, maybe born with original sin, then maybe you need forgiveness, from a father figure (maybe your real dad wasn’t so holy), and you want to obey someone else rather than your own consciousness (“To thine own self be true” -Shakespeare).  Only God is good, it’s all good, be good, and Go O.D. (no, please don’t go overdose!).  Although, it might be a pleasurable ending, I don’t know.   Maybe you should pray over it.  Consult your better angels.  Drugs aren’t necessarily bad.  Heroin is called God’s drug.   Love is a kind of drug.  Religious rituals can alter (altar?) Your state of consciousness.   Marx called religon the opiate of the masses.  Sometimes drugs are necessary.   Religion can be insane, so it might call for an antipsychotic!  I don’t think we should all drink the grape kool-aid, though.   Life is good.   Seize the day.  Have a see’s candy with the holy see and go see the redwoods or something :-)

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