Passion For Life
In brief, what I see now is to be spoken. The table was turned. In a flash the true creator was killed and replaced instantly by a new God-one who serves man! A Magic Being was imagined to give us what we want when we want it in a story in linear time. The idea was, “You are gonna love this God!” Temples and rituals came in fashion as evidence this was a real, important trend to be followed by good people.
And it has not worked to anyone’s satisfaction. In fact, ever since, life for humans has been a struggle with ever-increasing difficulties. Thinking had become so popular, though, it could not be stopped from doing that. An observer had been invented inside the brains of all children. Thinking took over and ever since thinking is busy thinking about itself and making records of itself to put in museums and libraries and call it knowledge. Thinking can put on a God mask and tell everybody lies. It invents theories to describe what it desires in place of what is. Thinkers take turns and a few are noticed and asked to come back. Thinking invented art, religion, science, nationalism, measurement, and comparison. Thinking is like a clever. It divides what is indivisible. It cuts things apart to make more things. Real quick, nobody can tell anymore what is, as if it once was and is not anymore. It hurts. The pain can be received as a call to stop what one is doing. Those who hear the call head back home, without direction, to check to see how things are there if anything is left to check on and find it all just fine and dandy so do not want anybody to find them and take them away again. But they do feel an urge to sneak back to see if anyone there is about ready to go back home they can encourage with a snack and a map. The map mentioned is only a beginning sketch to be discarded as soon as possible once there is enough confidence that the way is obvious. All travelers, suddenly, will clearly realize “As I am” in a silence that has nothing to do with the absence of sounds. Therein lies treasure.
