Why? Why did He do it? What was the purpose in creating what the Bible describes as existence? Was God simply lonely, bored, looking for “motivation” to solve His own existential crisis?
We call Him “Creator, God the Father” — because He creates, simply by existing? A timeless, massless radiant light of immeasurable power?
By His “word,” He brought all things into existence — is “His word” the same as His “will”? By what process does He create? Is time required, and if so, how much time? Did He begin creation with an explosion of matter and energy? Did He first wind up the natural order, then create the “egg,” and then let His creation manage itself?
What is “Heaven”? Is “Heaven” part of the natural order, or is it a separate creation? Or is “Heaven” even a creation at all?
Why would a perfect being create an imperfect world? And why would an all-powerful creator choose to make Himself known through the writings of an ancient tribe which existed in such a tiny insignificant speck of history?
Is “God the Father” the same being as “God the Son”? If not, then why does the Bible tell us there is only one God? And then what about “God the Spirit?” If God is all-powerful, why does He need two extra “Gods”? And for that matter, why does He need angels?
Why would an all-powerful all-knowing being create imperfection, and then create rules which require His own humiliation and death, as a sacrifice, in order to prevent His entire creation of humanity from being permanently destroyed — or worse yet, eternally tormented? Why create sentient life, allow for choice, and then punish the “wrong” choices? Is this not tyrannical, egotistical, petty?
Next post: Answers?
Turning nothing into everything. In the beginning was The Singularity, a single point of time (at zero point) and space, which was all at once all-encompassing and non-existent, infinitely dense yet technically without mass. A cosmic pustule stuck in the skin separating “existence” from “non-existence.” The singularity, which didn’t exist, exploded, sending massive amounts of matter and energy into existence, causing the beginning of the universe and time, creating all the forces such as gravity and magnetism and electromagnetism.
Where did The Singularity come from, and how did matter form from nothing? Perhaps from the infusion of light and immense heat. We know from particle physics, if we combine matter with anti-matter, it will annihilate each other and yield massive energy (heat) and a pair of photons. Theoretically, time being reversed, the reaction would be reversible. The Singularity, perhaps, formed in negative time.
The source of heat and light: The Scriptures describe God as radiant light, undetectable, immeasurable, timeless, and as far as we can understand, non-existent (non-created); “non-existent” and dwelling in “non-existence” (non-creation) — a being of such intense luminescence, a momentary glance will burn through your retinas and melt your brain.
Perhaps God, by infusing himself into The Singularity, ignited the Big Bang and set creation into motion.
So, why would such an all-powerful creator go through mysterious and enigmatic means to make His existence known? Why give us the “proof” in the form of a book or series of manuscripts, written by men, passed down through the ages in such a way as to call into question how any such process could qualify as “the words of God“? After all, anyone who’s ever lived, as it were, could’ve just as easily written such a fantastical tale, and have it passed down along to us in the form of legend or fable, as “origins of the cosmos.” Why not do something fantastic, like laser-out some indestructible platinum or create a holographic journal, or just pop in now and then to introduce himself physically?
Would people be more inclined to accept Scripture as “God-given” if it was contained in some sort of “magical” form of super-advanced technology? Or would the artifact itself become the primary focus? We have a remarkable tendency to worship “sacred objects,” whether they be “divine” or not. Memorabilia is a hugely lucrative industry. Such artifacts would be fought over and seen as god-like with mystical powers in their own right. Just look at the history of The Shroud of Turin, The Holy Grail, the Ark of the Covenant, and other such relics. We are prone to ascribe sacred power to objects and ignore the message or meaning behind their existence. Or perhaps such an object would become front and center on Ancient Aliens as proof that God is merely an advanced alien who visited in the ancient past.
And as for popping in and showing himself, doing “miracles” to prove he’s god, etc., I would refer you to the cinematic masterpiece, “Star Trek V, The Final Frontier,” where “god” was merely a clever alien with advanced technological powers. A skeptical mind will always believe in a “rational explanation” for every happenstance. I don’t much believe that anyone who genuinely disavows the possibility of the miraculous, will suddenly believe in God just because he shows up and does a few tricks, like healing an amputee or raising someone from the dead. (Someone already tried that once, and not a whole lot of people were all that impressed by it.)
“Proving God” is not within the means of an intellectual exercise, unfortunately. I can point to reason and science to an extent and find enough evidence to my satisfaction, so I have more to go on besides blind faith. Beyond that, our knowledge and scope of reason only go so far. They say God is only for the weak and simple-minded, the only ones dumb enough to believe in God in an age of reason ruled by science. Perhaps they are right. No one’s ever accused me of being all that bright. And I’m perfectly okay with 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.
The others gathered around the table, chattering amongst themselves while sorting through the plans.
“These are all splendidly arranged. My complements on your work, Lucifer.”
Lucifer bowed graciously. “My Lord. You are indeed charitable.”
Hundreds of angels and empyreal beings busied themselves with The Plan. Lucifer finished the final touches, and handed it to the Creator.
Seconds later, a bolt of radiance streaked into the oceans. The Plan became life.
Time accelerated, millions of years in a second, billions in a day. The oceans teemed with life.
The bolt of radiance then struck the ground. Moments later, animals and insects of all kinds scurried about.
Lucifer and the seraphs recognized themselves in the creatures of earth; their own faces and features everywhere they gazed. The Plan was perfect.
But this was day five. Day six would change EVERYTHING.
Put an end to petty jealousies. Forgive all those who have wronged you. The freedom from letting go is overwhelming in intensity.
Share the gratitude of your heart with all those around you. Radiance is infectious.
Live selflessly. The needs of others should supersede your own. If others follow your example, someone will take care of you in the same regard you take care of everyone else.
Connect with supreme Consciousness (God, Holy Spirit) and let enlightenment guide your every thought. In such a way, every second will count, every moment matter.
We cannot live for ourselves. Our lives here are temporary and extremely brief. We all knew this on 9/11. The whole was eminently greater than each part. We lived as one. We grieved as one. We can do this every single day.
And we should.
Susurrations of the soul intensified with time. Music and rhythms waxed and waned and rounded thrice. Forms of consciousness swirled and cooled in spiritual broth, traversing the senses like petrichor and summer rain, vexing vainglories and self-servitude.
Surreal and serene, a Jovian chorus emanates from magnetized plasmatic fields, a bow-shock of Spirit and Cosmic Stream.
Like children castigated by karmic conscious strings, we focus and transcend locality beyond limits and time; Sine Qua Non for souls, inebriated hearts and maudlin moods and all things specious and sad.
We rise and then we fall, stardust-covered we breathe the morning light, immersed in photons, particulate waves of matter and energy, we breathe the incantation with each breath of life.
Transcendent we become. Bathed in splendiferous waves radiating from the sun, outward from the very fabric of God. Thus have we aspired to be, far beyond the meretricious makings of malicious-minded fools.
Vishnu turned Her all-seeing eye towards the Earth. It was time. She felt it in her being.
Her creation moaned and begged for its rebirth. The trees cried out. The roots rotted in the gloom and the grey. Violence prevailed. Death and destruction. The evil hearts of men and beast were infesting life with plagues of decay and woe.
Vishnu descended into the darkened realm and spoke the words.
The skies began to burn. Bursts of flame and soot ascended beyond the stratosphere and into the lower orbit. Pitch darkness consumed the living, the air choked from their lungs. Dying birds dropped from flight and rained upon the ground. The ground rolled like waves. The earth spit into two. Mountains exploded into fire and clouds of ash.
“I am Vishnu, Lord of creation. Fear my power. I am creator and destroyer of worlds.”
The last living human begged to stay alive. She was a child, sobbing, her soul was clean. Vishnu saw no sin in her.
“Take my hand, my child-god.”
The touch transformed the child into perfect health and form. She assumed the form and power of the Vishnu.
Doing this, Vishnu became a human child, innocent as snow and powerful in love. Rebirth and renewal. The cycle of life. Vishnu and child, one and the same.
The sky cleared, the smoke withdrew. The rivers began to flow.
The sea, once red, now green and blue. Radiant sunlight through the breeze, flowers and birds and nature sing.
“It is good. Love is free again. This pleases me.”
She felt her soft brown hair for the first time. It felt infinite and good. Light was everywhere, bright as the sun.
She drifted and danced in the sunshine. Petals fell.
She crossed the bridge, never looked back, and faded from view.
The inspired mind is locked into the Stream. Just put your fingers on the keyboard and type without knowledge of what is coming; hands and fingers moving faster than ever and still not keeping up with flow. Understandings beyond anything pondered or imagined. Just write and write and write and don’t stop until you collapse from exhaustion. Write without notes or idea outlines. Just write and write while your eyes are looking else where. This is not normal. This is savant territory. Such is the power and inspiration of the Holy Spirit.
We are not machines. Machine men. Living a life of fleeting highs and crushing lows and darkness without end. We are more than a paycheck. Our time here is but the briefest of moments. We must make each moment count, treating others with respect, as your brother or sister or mother or father. Love them through God’s Spirit, for He is love. Show no prejudice. Hold back no kind words. Help and assist and offer helpful advice without expectation of return. Live selflessly. Every moment of every day, without exception. The Spirit is eternal and never sleeps.
The Spirit is not a thing. He is an entity which encompasses the entire fabric and force of all things throughout time and space. Filled with this Spirit, we are connected to every single atom, quark, quanta. Every thought, every image, natural force, cosmic body, every moment of the universe, flows within the Spirit’s vibration. He occupies the entire time-space continuum. Every galaxy, super nova, shooting star. Every breeze, cloud, hurricane, tidal wave, volcano. This is what it says in Scripture. The Eastern mystics all examine and investigate and write down their assessment of The Holy Spirit through concepts of Qi, Karma, the Cosmic Stream, Cosmic Strings, Infinite Wisdom, The Force. One can easily bridge the gap and pull these together and see how they intertwine.
I just realized something. An epiphany of sorts.
For many Christians, being a Christian means living the “good life” and receiving comfort, rewards and prosperity, which will then magically lead others to God because they will want in on the action.
I’ve spent a significant amount of time browsing and finding atheists to converse with, and getting a feel for why they don’t believe. I always used to assume it was out of ignorance or an irrational hatred or something perhaps psychological, which would cause their disbelief. Although that’s true in some cases, that is not normally what I found.
The ones I’ve spent the most time with are all very intelligent, rational, good-natured, considerate, genuinely good human beings, with whom I shared a lot of commonality. They thought the same way as me, were curious and skeptical in nature, and always desired the get to the bottom of everything they had interest in. But they were yet to find a god they could accept and believe in.
So I broke it down even farther. I got them to describe God as they understood him from what they knew of Scripture and what they’d heard from all the many Christians they’d argued against. What resulted is this: God is a sort of cosmic Santa, who floats around the cosmos in some sort of cosmic space bubble, checking up on people and making a list of who’s naughty and nice. And if you’re good, say your prayers, and tell others about Jesus, then Santa God rewards you with a blessing of happiness and prosperity. And the more I thought about it, the more I realized they were absolutely right. No wonder they don’t believe, because that is how we tend to view God. And that is a ridiculous absurdity. So I thanked them for helping me learn, and told them I really needed to rethink this and figure out what we’re missing.
I wanted to find out who God really is, without any prejudice or predisposition. So I studied the five Vedic texts of sacred eastern metaphysics. I studied the Bhagavad Gita. Studied Theoretical and Quantum Physics. Cellular biology. Astronomy. Cosmology. Stories of the gods, myths and legends and everything in between. I thumbed through ancient writings of Plato, and St. Augustine. And then I went line by line through the Word of God. And everything fell together.
“God” is a meaningless abstraction invented by our pop culture. He doesn’t exist. The atheists are right. Where they are wrong, however, is where they say there is not ANY god.
The supernatural Creator of all things DOES exist. The God of the universe, the beginner of time and the spreader of space, also exists. The Redeemer, the salvation of all mankind and defender of our soul, He exists. The Cosmic Stream of Light, the Thread and String, binder of all things, igniter of stars and the mover and shaker of the spirit, He exists.
We get so tied up and stuck in rabbit holes debating “the Trinity” and trying to grasp a Plurality which exists as one yet acts as three. Well, the answer is profound in its simplicity. Think of it in terms of Head, Body, and the Door. God the Father (the head) is the ruler of the universe, God of all things, beginner of beginnings and ender of ends. He directs the flow and the light, as a brain directs and coordinates our systems and functions. The Holy Spirit (the body) is the Living Force, Cosmic Stream, Thread and String which binds and connects all living things and maintains the balance and order of the cosmos, generator of stars and light, and the source of Divine knowledge and inspiration. Anytime you look at images from Hubble, notice the infusion of light and vibrant radiant colors! That is a reflection and projection of the essence of the Spirit. Folks, that is some POWERFUL stuff.
If you’d like to get a gauge for an understanding of this power, look up the term ZERO POINT ENERGY. I used to just think that was a science fiction term, made up by the writers for Stargate: Atlantis, where they used these Zero Point Modules (ZPM) to power the instantaneous crossing between worlds. Turns out there’s a lot of truth to it all. We are just beginning to realize the freaky level of energy and power in every inch of the universe. There are no empty voids. The cosmos crackles and sparkles and hums with the power of over 400 trillion suns, in every square meter in every corner. FREAKY.
Powerful stuff. And I will take it from here next time I cover this topic.
Those who are discouraged need to understand. God has a purpose and God has a plan.
He created light. He created you. We’re just learning now the things light can do. It travels in waves and particle beams. It bathes us in warmth and cosmic streams. With photons it moves the hearts of the stars, and sends itself to Earth and to Mars.
The more we discover how it works, the more questions we find to answer the quirks.
And in the same way, the more we know God, the less we know which doesn’t seem odd. For God is light and God is love, who showers us all from places above.