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 A Day in the Life of God

Everything good, close to perfection, always with room for improvement, using my whole brain, firing on all cylinders as they say, early to rise of course (I like waking to standup comedy), multitasking (just because I can), make my bed (see the speech on YouTube by Admiral McRaven), brushing teeth, eating healthy, planning your day, and including exercise, meditation, a nap maybe, with time set aside for news, history, processing email, a book, some music, and watching magic or ridiculousness or the daily catholic mass, maybe listen to a Joe frank episode.  I have trivia cards to fill the gaps.  Exercise could be walking dogs, or pushups, or lunges, or lifting a vacuum, or yoga and stretching.   Try and sweat.  You should sweat, daily.  Read a dictionary.   Read wikipedia.  Read all the Hugo winners, the Newbery winners.  Read an atlas.  Read best-of compilations.  Read all of your favorite author.  Learn to speedread.  Be all you can be.  Immerse yourself in martial arts and self-defense.  Be prepared.  Strive for physical improvement, not just daily maintenance, either by lifting weights and body building, or by learning new skills.  Go to bed tired, and wake refreshed, and don’t oversleep, and hone your routine to a fine edge, so that you make your body and mind capable of dealing with any obstacles that may come.  Love.  Love life, love yourself, love each and every day, you only get one short opportunity to be who you want to be.  Make the world a better place.  Just do it.  Amen.

That’s good, no?  But what is perfection?  What should a superhero do?  What should a superhuman with godly powers do with his or her extra abilities?   Powers like omniscience, omnipotence, omnipresence, being love itself, being a source of goodness, with a genie’s capacity to answer prayers, and an angel’s mission to guard and protect, and a lover’s skill to bring a partner to sublime bliss?  Or feed the hungry?  Or clothe and shelter the poor and homeless?  Or inspire a student to pursue a calling?  Or spend money wisely to really make a difference and not wasted on vanity or having better things than your neighbors?  Charity and comfort and teaching people to fish, not beg for more fish, as they say.  There’s plenty to do, and time is money, and money can indeed buy happiness, spent wisely.  People are the same as worms.   We’re tubes, like they are, from mouth to anus, and we’re here because of the genetic imperative to survive and reproduce.   Everybody is dying, and everyone will eventually die.  Nobody is really any better than anyone else (or worse).  But some lives are happier than others, lives lived better, if not ideally.  Earth can be heaven.  We should all help each other get there.

Pontificating, you don’t have to be a Pope to figure things out.  A sea of delusion is a good place to find truth, with a critical mind, and philosophical discipline.  Which, for me, is why attending Catholic Mass and services from other traditions are some mental exercise, that keep your wits sharp, and serves the intellectual equivalent of what personal trainers call “muscle-confusion”, to keep yourself challenged, growing, improving.  Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body.  Writing and teaching and researching is my way of staying engaged, lifelong learning, and staying active, not getting bored or complacent.  There is always room for improvement, always.   Even God isn’t perfect.  But you can always be good, if only by not being bad.   And only God is good, so be God.   I’m beating a dead horse, but I think it bears repeating.  Be love.  God is the water fish swim in.  We’re through him, with him, and in him, the universe, the infinite spacetime - Reality is all the God there ever is.  Like the force, that binds the galaxy together.  It’s all good.  Stay positive.   If you’re going through hell, keep going.  All hardships and difficulties and trials and tribulations have an edifying component, so be grateful, and know there is light at the end of the tunnel, and a reward for staying the course.  You will die happy, without regret, knowing you did your best.  And though I have my doubts, I’d like to be surprised by awakening from death in some kind of eternal bliss of heaven.  But I’ll be happy enough in any case having reached Nirvana in this life.   Peace out.