Godman

 They call me the working man... -Rush

We can be Raw or At Peace, but we should expect the world to get better, and make it so.   Apathy and resignation -and making the world worse- are Unacceptable.   Cruel to be kind?   The world must get worse before it gets better?   The world is overpopulated?  These are tricky spells.  God says, Be Good.  The Bible says only God is good.   My blog says I am God, and You are, too.   But I realize Godhood is not for everyone.   Many (most?) like to Submit.   Also, lots of people can't stretch their prior definition of God to include other things... But the Good Book doesn't say everything.

So I think about God a lot.   I'm a philosopher.   Anything religious, spiritual, good.   I write, so I use words, and the Word was God.   God is love, and God is a man of war - a lover not a fighter.   A prince of peace (a mop and a pop?).    Men of peace study Aikido, they say.   Love is devotion and delight (Being a dad is not in the cards for me, though).   Love is respect, care, kindness, sensuality, laughter, joy, bringing out the best in each other.  But love is not always fun.   They say it is hard work.  Love takes Grit Determination.   Lovers shouldn't just have sexual chemistry, in my book, but Partners should also a) grok and understand each other, b) be Friends, Companions, Simpático, and c) Commit to each other, being faithful and true, without cheating, inoculated against temptation, with devotion and dedication.      

God is I AM.   There's a lot of existence, with and without brains.  All in all is Allah we are.  God, man.   Far out, cosmic.   God is Always and Everywhere?  Well, that means...  

God is dead.  God is everything, the whole ball of wax, the system.   Things are dead.   People are things.   People are bodies, and bodies are complex objects.  Mind.    Like spirit of radio.  Radios are objects and radio waves are a thing, too, so to speak.   Your mind is like a parachute, it only works when open?   You should be spiritually open.   Come on in, Everybody!   Just shut up.   It's a meditation hall, not a freaking rude babble party.  I mean, I'm alive, but when you think about it, we're just breathing objects that move and stuff.   I'm not willing to say that objects are alive.   I really don't think rocks have consciousness.  You need neurons for that.   But jellyfish are alive.   Heck, I dunno.

Adi Da was a Godman.  Jesus, Buddha (kind of), and even L Ron, in his own mind.   We're all entitled to think of ourselves any way we want.   God of Gods will judge all gods?  Delusions of grandeur aren't delusions if you're really grand.   I think everybody is, actually.   But you can also say everybody are ants, on this rock in space, important to ourselves, but in the Vast Space of an Infinite Universe?  Totally infinitesimal, puny, meaningless, trivial.  Maybe this is good news.

Goddamn Godman, God Am (His/Her name is Iams cat food).   I am what I am.   What I shall prove to be.  Who Am.   Who are you?   God is everything, and we are all Nothing, nonexistent, really.   Punier than ant farts.  I'm not nullifying your life.  You are the ruler of your own skull-sized kingdom, which can be Near-Infinite!   A brain is a wondrous thing.   Omnipotence is a helluva drug.

God is just a concept.  It is not possible to be Omnipotent.   To Create a Universe (unless you mean something like a Marvel Universe).  To know Everything (even if you are a Supercomputer reading the Internet, I would say).  But it's fun to play with.   God is the source and embodiment of Virtue, God is good.   Just like the Devil is evil.   It's just wordplay, that goes ON and ON and ON.   Sorry.

Are some folks more God than others?  More virtuous, or more holy, or more powerful, or more knowledgeable....   Heck, some people are telepaths and generate eidetic imagery, like Morpheus.   Spiritually open folks can have networks operating within them, entire corporations and collectives.  I happen to think the lowliest baby, the stupidest and slowest individuals with intellectual disability,  the craziest most deluded psychotic mentally ill person, and the tiniest ant, are all equal, equally holy, equally God.   Not just bloggers like myself.   It's all good.   We have our preferences about what's better.   But life is absurd for everyone, from the brilliant billionaires to the bloody, bitten gobbled-up bulls.  Where's the beef?  It's okay, OK?   Who the hell gives a fuck what you you are?   You're a saint?  Good for you.  You're a psychopath? Good for nothing.   I mean, the sociopaths find joy in their own ways.   Whatever.