Regarding God
To begin with, by my recogning, any human being that is so presumptuous as to think they know about God in any way more than on faith, is clinically out of their mind. Seriously, we, humans, are still in the very early stages of our understanding of the universe we find ourselves in, and to think we know anything definitive is the height of arrogance. It is clinically impossible to be sure we know anything.
I say “on faith” because that is fine, you, or I, anyone who wants to hold on to a belief on faith, that works for me. I wish them well. After all, who would begrudge anyone that? Live and let live, right?
But no, TomK says he knows. Demands that we kiss his ring because, OMG he knows better than us. Which is a joke when we consider he doesn’t know about over 90% of what the universe, his so called specialty, is made of. He relies on a single point source for all his information. Detectable vibrations that reach Earth. And with so little to go by, he knows nothing, absolutely nothing about anything else. Even the assumptions he makes on the observable frequencies, all of them, on either side of the light spectrum, are assumptions built on Earth based observations. It happens here like such, so he assumes it happens all over the universe like such. All assumptions, he knows nothing. But, he has faith in his beliefs. His is no more, better or worse, than any belief based on faith. P’tang mentions his. Other’s have their’s. I've seen Pele act so much as if there is an awareness at play, but hell, I don’t know. Though it sure looks like it’s by design to me.
One of the cooler things about the East side of Hawaii Island community is the myriad of beliefs that live around us. Of which any of our’s, mine, your’s, Tom's, are but a fraction. But Tom has spent the last two weeks trying to pick a fight with anyone that would indulge him so as to rage about the fallacy of their's and the righteousness of his, beliefs. Which is a joke. A flaming bit of local insanity. Tom nips at Rob over and over trying to engage him, and Rob brushes him off.. like a gnat. Like a pest that’s so small there’s no need to reason, just brush it off.
Uncle Roberts guys have a space port landing site. There’s fruitarians, and vegetarians and Rasta brah all kines all over the place. There’s folks that would tell you any old kine I believe this or that, and you know, I don’t know any of it.. but I do know our minds are powerful enough to create all kinds of realities, if we let them. And, deny all kinds of realities if we don’t.
For me this is all very simple. I am a card carrying member of the Church of One. There ain't no church, building, there ain't no leader, or followers, and I assume every last one of you are members. Mine is just the clear and unshakable belief that the universe exists and every single thing in it is a part of it, and it is harmonious, it has order, and it works. In other words, there is only one god. And he/she/it.. if anyone needs a deity.. is in all and everything. Period. I have faith, but find trying to define what I have faith in to be futile. And more work than it is worth.
But hey, maybe Uncle Roberts guys have it right. Who Am I to say?
Rob made a simple statement. Edge’s explanation of that statement is as simple as the day is long. The moment those guys salvation fell out of the sky they believed. Why in all the worlds some stuck up guy that knows nothing needs to browbeat anyone about it is beyond me. Unless, that one is so malformed as to need to argue with others just to make himself feel important. When he could have felt that way without saying a thing. If he was really important.
I am as important as a grain of sand among a gazillion grains of sand washing up and down a beach with each surge of the ocean at its shore. To think I am, you are, Tom is, anymore is absurd.. when we realize just how little gray matter we have to think with.
And when we put into perspective how much we know of our own history, it's amazing anyone can profess to know, actually know anything about creation. Millions defer to the Testaments, and millions more the Bhagavata, whereas Forbidden Archeology tells an entirely different story. Even Jesus' life has so many tellings, who's to actual say? And that's only two thousand years ago. Still, some find solace in the telling of the life of Siddhartha, while in the telling of my own Tom Wolfe''s The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test says so much that the uninitiated would never be able to comprehend.
Although if I was to suggest further reading I think Gary Zukav’s The Dancing Wo Li Masters might be a good place to start.. followed by his The Seat of The Soul. Gary’s cool, he’s tried to explain..
To begin with, by my recogning, any human being that is so presumptuous as to think they know about God in any way more than on faith, is clinically out of their mind. Seriously, we, humans, are still in the very early stages of our understanding of the universe we find ourselves in, and to think we know anything definitive is the height of arrogance. It is clinically impossible to be sure we know anything.
I say “on faith” because that is fine, you, or I, anyone who wants to hold on to a belief on faith, that works for me. I wish them well. After all, who would begrudge anyone that? Live and let live, right?
But no, TomK says he knows. Demands that we kiss his ring because, OMG he knows better than us. Which is a joke when we consider he doesn’t know about over 90% of what the universe, his so called specialty, is made of. He relies on a single point source for all his information. Detectable vibrations that reach Earth. And with so little to go by, he knows nothing, absolutely nothing about anything else. Even the assumptions he makes on the observable frequencies, all of them, on either side of the light spectrum, are assumptions built on Earth based observations. It happens here like such, so he assumes it happens all over the universe like such. All assumptions, he knows nothing. But, he has faith in his beliefs. His is no more, better or worse, than any belief based on faith. P’tang mentions his. Other’s have their’s. I've seen Pele act so much as if there is an awareness at play, but hell, I don’t know. Though it sure looks like it’s by design to me.
One of the cooler things about the East side of Hawaii Island community is the myriad of beliefs that live around us. Of which any of our’s, mine, your’s, Tom's, are but a fraction. But Tom has spent the last two weeks trying to pick a fight with anyone that would indulge him so as to rage about the fallacy of their's and the righteousness of his, beliefs. Which is a joke. A flaming bit of local insanity. Tom nips at Rob over and over trying to engage him, and Rob brushes him off.. like a gnat. Like a pest that’s so small there’s no need to reason, just brush it off.
Uncle Roberts guys have a space port landing site. There’s fruitarians, and vegetarians and Rasta brah all kines all over the place. There’s folks that would tell you any old kine I believe this or that, and you know, I don’t know any of it.. but I do know our minds are powerful enough to create all kinds of realities, if we let them. And, deny all kinds of realities if we don’t.
For me this is all very simple. I am a card carrying member of the Church of One. There ain't no church, building, there ain't no leader, or followers, and I assume every last one of you are members. Mine is just the clear and unshakable belief that the universe exists and every single thing in it is a part of it, and it is harmonious, it has order, and it works. In other words, there is only one god. And he/she/it.. if anyone needs a deity.. is in all and everything. Period. I have faith, but find trying to define what I have faith in to be futile. And more work than it is worth.
But hey, maybe Uncle Roberts guys have it right. Who Am I to say?
Rob made a simple statement. Edge’s explanation of that statement is as simple as the day is long. The moment those guys salvation fell out of the sky they believed. Why in all the worlds some stuck up guy that knows nothing needs to browbeat anyone about it is beyond me. Unless, that one is so malformed as to need to argue with others just to make himself feel important. When he could have felt that way without saying a thing. If he was really important.
I am as important as a grain of sand among a gazillion grains of sand washing up and down a beach with each surge of the ocean at its shore. To think I am, you are, Tom is, anymore is absurd.. when we realize just how little gray matter we have to think with.
And when we put into perspective how much we know of our own history, it's amazing anyone can profess to know, actually know anything about creation. Millions defer to the Testaments, and millions more the Bhagavata, whereas Forbidden Archeology tells an entirely different story. Even Jesus' life has so many tellings, who's to actual say? And that's only two thousand years ago. Still, some find solace in the telling of the life of Siddhartha, while in the telling of my own Tom Wolfe''s The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test says so much that the uninitiated would never be able to comprehend.
Although if I was to suggest further reading I think Gary Zukav’s The Dancing Wo Li Masters might be a good place to start.. followed by his The Seat of The Soul. Gary’s cool, he’s tried to explain..
