"No valid plans for the future can be made by those who have no capacity for living now." -Alan Watts
The universe descends upon mankind in transient patterns; its intent of randomness interweaves our actions in falsity and truth. Those in positions of religious prestige will describe creation as the brainchild of an entity detached from our physical plane: a platonic interventionist, a Creator-Destroyer god. What they do not realize -- or will not admit -- is that our present state of being, the Now, is simply the result of an infinite number of human decisions. In essence, the world is our creation. And, to use the phrase a dear philosopher-friend once used, we are God.
Freud admitted it in the language of hedonism. Frankl in the language of logos. Jung in the poetry of archetypes. Belief in the Judeo-Christian God, for the most obvious and pertinent example, holds no more practicality and no less credibility than idol-worship and paganism. We are both Cernunnos and the Christ. We are the world, the universe, the Alpha and Omega. What we make of the world is left entirely upon us: not by fate, nor by the gods.
Patterns of an infinite degree form both physical, tangible, and measurable laws, as well as abstractions formed in the chaos of the universal mind. These patterns are efficacious; what man would find if he would look in his own thoughts reflect the vastness of all creation.
The human perspective on "Good" and "Bad" is that the meaning of either of these terms does not exist without context. This fallacy has brought down homes and empires. Nothing, even in context, is good or bad. Everything in its present state simply is. I do not regard this postulation as a statement of apathy; rather, it is a truth of the universe. The real purpose of life and death and being has meaning in of itself: to progress, to change, to affect, to become. The God in us is a God of movement.
Everything is a spiral.
Neither the beginning nor the end can be justified by what we are in between.
The universe descends upon mankind in transient patterns; its intent of randomness interweaves our actions in falsity and truth. Those in positions of religious prestige will describe creation as the brainchild of an entity detached from our physical plane: a platonic interventionist, a Creator-Destroyer god. What they do not realize -- or will not admit -- is that our present state of being, the Now, is simply the result of an infinite number of human decisions. In essence, the world is our creation. And, to use the phrase a dear philosopher-friend once used, we are God.
Freud admitted it in the language of hedonism. Frankl in the language of logos. Jung in the poetry of archetypes. Belief in the Judeo-Christian God, for the most obvious and pertinent example, holds no more practicality and no less credibility than idol-worship and paganism. We are both Cernunnos and the Christ. We are the world, the universe, the Alpha and Omega. What we make of the world is left entirely upon us: not by fate, nor by the gods.
Patterns of an infinite degree form both physical, tangible, and measurable laws, as well as abstractions formed in the chaos of the universal mind. These patterns are efficacious; what man would find if he would look in his own thoughts reflect the vastness of all creation.
The human perspective on "Good" and "Bad" is that the meaning of either of these terms does not exist without context. This fallacy has brought down homes and empires. Nothing, even in context, is good or bad. Everything in its present state simply is. I do not regard this postulation as a statement of apathy; rather, it is a truth of the universe. The real purpose of life and death and being has meaning in of itself: to progress, to change, to affect, to become. The God in us is a God of movement.
Everything is a spiral.
Neither the beginning nor the end can be justified by what we are in between.
