My existence is predicated upon consciousness, referred to in metaphysical circles as “the soul” — a massless, formless living force, a “spirit.” I am not a product of my physical manifestation. I am not a machine, defined by neurons and synapses and the complexities of the human brain. We can map out our brains and determine which parts are involved with which functions, but our brain does not define us, it merely facilitates us by translating our CODEC. Our body is a machine, our brain a complex CPU. And I am the software, the “ghost in the machine.”
The point at which mass becomes less than the smallest particle, the quark, matter loses locality (becoming undefined by physical laws as we currently understand them). Undetectable, immeasurable, timeless, and as far as we can understand, non-existent. Such is the nature of the “spirit.”
God as spirit, in this understanding, is “non-existent” and His domain, “non-existence.” The paradox of a non-existent being existing in a non-existent plane of existence is, in fact, how the Bible describes God. He does not exist in any concept we have of “existence.” And the only time He ever “existed,” he plugged himself into the body of what we know as Jesus Christ, though since he was human, was no longer God. And yet he was. He was limited and fallible like us, and yet he wasn’t. So the only way we can see him as God, is when he is not appearing to us as God, since God is formless and immeasurable.
If God has always existed, what was He doing before He created the universe? Since time did not (and still doesn’t) exist, God did not have time to do anything “before” time. This is rather difficult to grasp.
The Theory of Relativity does not apply to a world in which time is non-existent. When we consider the psychological aspects of time, we are again dealing with the relativity, but relativity as experienced, rather than as measured. We are still dealing with time, but not with eternity. There is neither measured nor experienced relativity of time in a purely spiritual world, because time belongs to the physical order.
It can be argued that in experience, the passage of time could be so rapid as to be virtually eclipsed. It would appear that you could experience timelessness within the natural order. This is confusing because it implies that if a thing is small enough, it is nothing at all. This is analogous to saying that there is no fundamental between something and nothing; or, to use a more familiar idea at the other end of the scale, that infinity is merely a very, very large number. However, infinity differs from a very large number for the important reason that if you subtract one from a very large number (no matter how large it is), you have one less: if you subtract one from infinity, you still have infinity.
Time stands in the same relation to eternity, in one sense, as a large number does to infinity. There is a sense in which infinity includes a very large number, yet it is quite fundamentally different and independent of it. And by analogy, eternity includes time and yet is fundamentally something other. The reduction of time until it gets smaller and smaller is still not eternity; nor do we reach eternity by an extension of time to great length. There is no direct pathway between time and eternity: they are different categories of experiences.
The fundamental point is when we step out of time, we step into eternity, and while we cannot be in them both at once, God, according to the Bible, is able to so. Some passages come to mind immediately in support of the view that God lives outside the ordinary limitations of time as we experience it. For example, “Before Abraham was, I am” (John 8:58). If we make the period before Abraham to be represented by the letter A, Abraham’s time by the letter B, and the time of speaking by the letter C, we have the three periods A, B, C amalgamated as one and the tenses confused as though C preceded A. What we might have expected to find was, “Before Abraham was, I was” — which would have satisfied our normal sense of time.
Christ took Abraham’s time as the pivot and spoke of two periods balanced on either side, namely, the ages which preceded Abraham, and all that followed (including the present). He then deliberately picked up the present and put it back before Abraham, but still referred to that distant period in the present tense. Though it was centuries ago, to Christ it was “now.” Even if He was here today, He would still refer to the time before Abraham as the “present” time. Why? Because He is God, and to God there is no passage of time, but all is “present.” The reaction of the Jewish authorities to His statement suggests that in some strange way they had understood what He meant. The mystery of God’s name, as revealed to Moses in Exodus 3:13,14 “the One who is existing always in the present” is unlocked here.
When a Christian dies, from this understanding, they pass from this realm of time and space into another realm of pure spirit, out of time as we experience it into a state of timelessness, the ever-present of God‘s domain. As they make this passage, every event in the future passes instantly before them, completed instantaneously. As each of us passes, we therefore experience no death nor the slightest pause in consciousness, nor even any sense of departure from those who remain.
The experience would be the same for everyone. All history, all intervening time between death and the end of time, is suddenly annihilated so that each person from the very first to the very last, is just dying and arriving in a single instant together, without precedence and without the slightest consciousness of delay. Scripture twice affirms, observing events from our point of view, that no man has yet ascended into heaven (John 3:13), not even David (Acts 2:34). And yet, when we are absent from the body, we are present with the Lord in eternity. David is not there yet, nor any others, because we are not there.
Ultimately, we will dwell in a “new heaven and a new earth,” so perhaps time will always be with us thenceforth. But we shall experience time not as limitation, but as opportunity. Time will not be continually running out as it is now; unlimited time for unlimited adventure.
This is, of course, purely hypothetical, and just a thought. Thanks for reading.
I’ve often wondered this myself, what “The God Particle” is supposed to prove exactly, besides being the most basic particle in our universe.
A Nobel Prize in physics was recently awarded for the discovery of the Higgs boson, better known as The God Particle. The search for the Higgs boson had been ongoing for some forty years at a cost of billions of dollars. However, having found the Higgs boson, physicists still apparently don’t know exactly what to make of it.
To better understand the pursuit of The God Particle, it’s important to understand that the science of physics deals with things that are part of the physical universe, specifically things we can observe and measure. Werner Heisenberg, theoretical physicist and creator of the Uncertainty Principle, said this about the pursuit of all things physical, “The atoms or elementary particles themselves are not real; they form a world of potentialities or possibilities rather than one of things or facts.” So I pose this question: What is the value in only pursuing an understanding…
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Okay, so I’ve worked it out extensively, and it would indeed be the case, Biblically, that Yahweh is fully Jesus is fully the Spirit. No true separation as in “three-in-one” like I’ve been considering. The distinctions between His manifestations have to do with dimensions and time — and I finally understand how He could be all three at the same time and still be just one “person,” how He could pray as Jesus to Himself as Father and be able to have a conversation with His different selves in “real-time,” how He could be in two planes of existence at once (the created and the uncreated). This is possible because the spiritual realm is beyond the limits of time, just as we as 3-dimensional beings are beyond the limits of the first two dimensions. I will therefore go into all the technical detail to try to explain further, though it may take several posts.
The charge has been made that in order for something to exist, it must exist in time. While this holds true for 3-dimensional time-space, it would not apply to a dimension beyond time-space. According to the Word of God, the Heavenly Domain is eternal (occupying “the fullness of time“) and occupies 4-dimensional space: height, length, breadth, and depth, where “depth” is the dimension beyond our physical perception (a hyperdimension).
What would such a dimension be like? Changeless, a constant present, an interminable now. God, in this instance, would view our temporal realm as though all events are happening simultaneously (all at once He’s communicating with Himself as Jesus, interacting with Himself as the Holy Spirit filling all of space-time, watching as I write this, and watching the very beginning of the universe).
So, in this regard, not all who perceive spiritual phenomena are delusional. Perhaps they have merely opened what the Eastern mystics refer to as “the Third Eye,” enabling them to perceive this higher dimension (of hyperdimensional space).
Regarding time: it is most definitely not the 4th dimension, not a fundamental property of the universe. This thinking has prevailed for over one hundred years, but is not what Einstein said in his works on Relativity. Einstein stated that X4 = ict. The 4th dimension is not time, rather ict. The concept that time is the 4th dimension has become a Pandora’s box for physicists with too many paradoxes to its name.
Time seems rather an emergent property of quantum entanglement, which is reinforced by the results of an experiment by Ekaterina Moreva, et al, which suggests that time is an emergent phenomenon from an expanding 4th dimension relative to the three spatial dimensions.
The first premise is that this 4th dimension is constantly expanding at a rate of c relative to any one spatial coordinate. It is also moving independently of the three spatial dimensions. The expansion of the 4th dimension can be considered like a 3-D sphere or balloon expanding. The expansion of the 4th dimension also sets the arrow of time. The second premise is that time is essentially a change of state of a photon, which is a carrier of energy; essentially matter riding the expanding 4th dimension.
These two premises explain a number of paradoxes in physics. For example, spooky-action-at-a-distance, or entanglement, is readily understood. If two photons are simultaneously emitted at a single 3-D spatial coordinate they also must share the same local in the 4th dimension. However, as the two photons diverge in the spatial dimensions, they always remain collocated in the 4th dimension, because as photons travel at c they also experience no passage of time. They simply do not age at all; therefore, always occupy the same position in the 4th dimension. This means when you measure or observe one of the photons you also change the state of the other entangled photon instantaneously, regardless of the 3-D spatial separation. Remember that the act of observing or measuring a photon collapses its probability wave in quantum mechanics.
A probability wave expands at a rate of c until it is observed or measured (forcing its collapse). At that point the “matter” that resided in the 4th dimension is transformed into its 3-D localized spatial dimensions. In the case of our two diverging photons, both are an expanding probability wave. Over the course of one second the wave front expands in the 3-D spatial universe in a spherical fashion with a radius of 3 X 108 m/s. There is equal probability of finding both photons at any one point on the skin of that imaginary sphere. While the probabilities that the two photons would be collocated on that 3-D sphere are infinitesimally small, they are collocated at a single local in the 4th dimension. The probability of two photons emitted from a common locality occupying the same position on the spherical wave front is approximately zero. They are infinitely more likely to have some degree of physical separation due to the huge number of Planck points that represent the skin of the wave front sphere.
Why is this important? Because all particles that experience thermal vibrations interact with photons (the transfer messenger of energy) and all photons reside in the 4th dimension, which is expanding and drives the random disorder we observe as chaos. How do we know the rate that the 4th dimension is expanding? The simple answer is that when a theoretical object propagates through 3-D space at c, its on-board clock stops (as per Relativity) and that would mean that the object is not moving with respect to the 4th dimension. However, an object at rest in 3-D space must be moving through the 4th dimension at a rate of c.
Juggling this seems a little difficult, but the important factor to consider is that what Relativity shows us applies in both the 3-D spatial dimensions as well as the 4th dimension. This is what it means when I say that the 4th dimension is expanding at a rate of c relative to a given 3D spatial set of coordinates.
* The supporting physics for this is nothing more than Einstein’s derivation dx4 / dt = ic.
In “Santa God, part 1,” I agreed with atheists that God in the form of Santa God did not exist — this sort of invisible sky-daddy, cosmic space bubble god which floats around voyeuristically watching us and keeping score of our goods and bads with his finger on the “destroy“ button constantly ready to zap us. I also alluded to the difficulty of conceptualizing an entity which exists outside of time, given our inability to comprehend such an existence, particularly how such an entity would relate to and interact with “reality” in spacetime.
Keep in mind that Eternity is not a realm with unlimited time. It is a realm without time at all. This is what we refer to as the “spiritual dimension,” or “astral plane,” where the laws of physics as we understand them do not exist — making it necessary to seek more tangible ways for our basic understanding in a time-based, matter-infused, digital reality. In this respect, it is not so much whether or not God or spiritual beings exist, but rather finding an adequate way to conceptualize it.
According to Genesis, in the beginning “Elohim” created the heavens and the earth. “In the beginning,” referring to the beginning of the spacetime universe, since Eternity has no beginning and has always existed. The continuity of force admits of neither creation nor annihilation, but demands an unseen universe, out of which the visible has been produced “by an intelligent agency residing in the unseen,” and into which it must eventually return (The Unseen Universe, pp. 167, 170).
Elohim here is plural, though is translated in English as “God,” which denotes an entity with a multiplicity of Divine powers, the threefold personality of the Godhead. Separate but equal entities, co-existing as the fulcrum of all existence.
According to Scripture, Jesus was with the Father (YHWH), with equal Divine authority, yet with different functionality and roles, joined together through their Holy Spirit as “God.” The Godhead is the governing head of all existence. (Just as the governing head of the U.S. of Eh?, where we have the Legislative Congress, the Judiciary Supreme Court, and the Executive President, separate but equal, with different roles and powers.)
By this understanding, Jesus is not YHWH. He is “God,” as “Elohim.” But he is not YHWH, not the “Father,” not the Holy Spirit. Jesus is God. YHWH is God. The Holy Spirit is God. But they are not each other.
Carbon dating suggested the age of the car was over ten thousand years old. Which was odd, considering it appeared to be a 50’s model Chevy. Theories abounded to account for this oddity. The question most of us had was, why was it carbon dated to begin with?
The locals said it was found in a layer of rock which lay undisturbed for centuries; that it had a wooly mammoth skeleton lodged in its top, as though the beast had stomped right through it just before death. And so the mystery was born.
The car remained quarantined in a field surrounded by electric security fencing, awaiting further testing. No one was reporting on this. No one was going on record with any details. The answer seemed obvious to me.
The problem with taking a car back that far in time was, roads were horrible. So no one in their right mind would take a car there to drive it. We wondered, then, what they found in the trunk? Was the car sent back to the stone age to hide a crime, perhaps?
The months which followed yielded few clues. We waited patiently for the answers. Men in black would come and go, never seeming to find what they were looking for. Eventually, the car was gone.
Where did it go, I wondered.
Back in time, I surmised. To close the loop.
It all made sense now. They’ll find it again, at the same time as before. And that, I suppose, settles the mystery. Simple as that.
Now that Macbooks have proven conclusively beyond any doubt that God exists, I wonder how long it will be before atheism finally dies. I mean, I’ve done the math myself. Checked it twice. Turns out, it all adds up to God, with a remainder of 1. (What the remainder means, is anyone’s guess.)
By interesting coincidence, I just so happened to have met William J. Murray this past Sunday when I went to listen to him speak for a bit. For the uninitiated, Mr. Murray is the son of the late Madalyn Murray O’Hair, founder of American Atheists who led the charge in banning God from public life. Though raised as a militant pro-communist atheist, Mr. Murray had an epiphany in 1980 and switched from atheism to becoming a born-again Christian, and has since become a major Christian evangelist. How in the world could this happen? Here was a man who openly mocked the faith he now devotes his entire life to, and he’s very brazen about it. Is he merely confused? Brainwashed by maniacal evangelical super-agents? Or perhaps, maybe, just maybe, there actually is a God who revealed Himself just as he claims.
I know it’s not very intellectual to suggest the existence of anything that hasn’t been confirmed by mainstream science. But what the heck do they know? Dark Matter? Seriously?? Maybe they should invest in a few Macbooks and catch up with things. God’s a proven fact now, so the debate is over. Sheesh.
I guess the thing that’s always bummed me out about atheism is, well, it’s BORING and completely unimaginative. And depressing as hell. Who the heck wants to just have a few years here on this earth and then just poof out of existence?? LAME. At least give me some reincarnation or disembodied spirit action. I’m far too imaginative to just go with a fizzle. Plus, it doesn’t explain much of anything that really matters in a way that makes any sense to me. There is a greater reality than this little virtual exercise in spacetime. We’ve always known it, since the very beginning of our existence back in 4004 BCE, when man and dinosaur lived in harmony and talking serpents hung out in fruit trees. Get over it already.
Wow. Incredible news. God’s existence has been verified by science and mathematics using Macbooks. The findings are irrefutable:
Scientists “prove” that God exists by analyzing a theory posed by mathematician Kurt Godel.
Here’s what Christoph Benzmüller of Berlin’s Free University and Bruno Woltzenlogel Paleo came up with: “God, by definition, is that for which no greater can be conceived. God exists in the understanding. If God exists in the understanding, we could imagine Him to be greater by existing in reality. Therefore, God must exist” (via The Inquisitr).
So scientists “prove” God exists by providing a philosophical answer that fails to give concrete reason — but people are sort of rolling with it. However, the scientific theory posed above checks out and is sound… scientifically, even if you don’t really understand it. It was basically a numbers game… and two guys proved the theory using their Macbooks.
“It’s totally amazing that from this argument led by Gödel, all this stuff can be proven automatically in a few seconds or even less on a standard notebook,” said Benzmüller.
The fact that Macbooks were used for this makes it absolute truth. Sorry atheists. All your arguments are now invalid!
It began as a particle of dirt on the forest floor, lifted by an autumn storm into the upper echelons of the atmosphere. Currents and pockets of air made it dance and swirl amid clouds of particles and moisture, high above the earth. The dance continued until it collected enough ice and sank beneath the clouds as a magnificent snowflake. Slowly and gently, it drifted and swayed in the breeze, in a gradual spiral down to earth before landing on the nose of a gray wolf.
The wolf sniffed the air as his nose began to tingle. The icy snowflake caused it to itch until he sneezed. Though he still felt its presence, he was distracted by the view overlooking the snow-covered village below. Bright colored lights illuminated the gabled roofs of homes and spires of churches. A chorus of voices sang words of cheer, notions of peace and hopes of good will — words and concepts the wolf could neither understand nor comprehend, yet he felt something stirring within himself he’d never felt before. Something besides hunger or fear or the instinct to survive. Even though he could smell prey nearby, he had little inclination to hunt, or even remain with his kind. He wandered away from the pack and headed down toward the village.
He made his approach with the greatest of caution. Villagers were accustomed to shooting wolves on sight, so he did not wish to draw any attention. Groups of carolers dotted the tree-lined streets, dressed in bright greens and reds and shivering in the wintry gales. Stealthily, he followed the scent of sheep towards the center of town, overwhelmed by the dazzling light displays and abundant decor along the way.
The town center hosted a large manger scene, populated with the standard Christmas icons such as Mary and Joseph and the baby Jesus. But what concerned the wolf most was the live display of animals, particularly the sheep. For a moment, his eyes dilated and his heart began to race wildly, as his mind flew into images of hunting and death. But for a reason that he failed to understand, on this particular night, he had no inclination to hunt or kill. He merely tucked his head submissively, and sauntered passively toward the nativity.
It was the strangest of scenes, as the wolf came into full view of the small gathered crowd. The wolf wasn’t howling and the people weren’t screaming. In fact, the people weren’t moving much at all, even though the wolf was within a few yards of them. The wolf walked on, bolder now, and with purpose. No one moved. Time stood still as fifty faces stared in awe, as this lone gray wolf knelt alongside a sheep within the wooden manger, and the sheep never bleated or attempted to run. In fact, none of the donkeys or other sheep moved so much as a muscle. It was as though a gray wolf in the nativity was always meant to be.
Much of the crowd moved in for a closer look, taking pictures and marveling at the miracle before them. Predator and prey, side by side. A perfect poetic symbol for the season of giving and light. A little girl, hand-in-hand with her mother, walked up to the wolf and felt of his fur, dazzled by its softness. Curious, she felt his cold nose and wiped the snowflake off onto her finger.
“Look mommy! A snowflake!”
Her mother noticed the unique crystalline symmetry on the tip of her daughter’s index finger, a large white flake of immaculate perfection. The little girl placed it on the end of her own nose and displayed it proudly, and thanked the wolf for his gift. The wolf, for his part, was happy to oblige and be thanked by a human. He had never before been the recipient of such gratitude.
The group continued to sing as they encircled the manger. “Silent Night” was soon followed by “God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen.” The wolf didn’t know the words, any words, so he did what wolves do, and howled. Mightily. Aaaah-oooooooooooooooh!
In the distance, over the hilltops, the other wolves responded in kind. Aaaah-oooooooooh! Howling in cadence with the carols, the hills and forests echoed the villagers. Stars sparkling, moon glowing, snow drifting, chimneys puffing — all was right and perfect in the world, for this one blessed magical night.
The sky burned with a bright golden magenta and dying embers beneath an ashen cloud. Fragments of broken buildings and incinerated flesh littered the valley floor like a black boiling tar.
A steady stream of smoldering forms limped and lurched in the darkness like a silent procession of ghosts, heading towards a river whose waters churned with death.
Firestorms raged in all directions. Gusts of wind ripped through the desolation and carried off pieces of men.
“Help me.” The words were in her mind but her mouth refused to say them. She could feel her tongue, but her tongue could not feel her teeth. She felt the weight of debris pinning her down, but could not feel her legs.
The last she remembered, she was talking to her sister, in her room. She didn’t know what happened. A bright yellow flash, a deafening boom…. Everything was gone. Everything she knew, her mother, father, sister, neighbors, school, the fountain at the turn of the block…
Black rain poured from the sky, adding to the nightmarish scene. She pulled herself forward inch by inch, her mouth burning of thirst. She tried to drink a handful of precipitation, but choked on the taste of ash and sprayed it all over her charred arms.
A few agonizing moments later, she managed to free herself from the rubble. Only then could she see the severity of her situation. Her legs were shattered and burned black as coal. Her body was naked and charred from head to toe, skin hanging from her face, arms, and chest, and she was completely numb.
Pulling herself facedown along the burning ruins, she made her way toward the river. The wind-driven flames drew ever closer. Her arms stroked the ground with increasing speed, racing the inferno behind her. Her nostrils filled with the smell of her own burning flesh as she inched closer and closer until finally rolling into the steaming sooty water.
Through the light of flames, she could make out the river, choked with burnt carcasses, what remained of bodies. She reached for the nearest one and hugged onto it tightly. For the first moment since it began, she could focus her thoughts on what had happened. It couldn’t have been more than a minute or two, the time between talking to her sister and the end of everything. Nothing she could see was alive. The only sounds were crackling of fires and howls of the wind. Blackness consumed her world. Blackness, and death.