God, creation and existence..?

Taking on the view that God is an all-powerful being, a paradox arises: How did God create creation (as a universal mechanism)? A similar question: If God exists, did he create existence (again, as a universal mechanism), or was it there before he was (meaning he didn't create it and therefore cannot be the true god?) While these questions cannot be answered with a definitive reply, a counter-argument exists: the problem with these questions is that, to form them, we have used our own faulty logic. We, for example, tend to think of Time in a linear manner, where one thing happens after the other. However, God, who created Time, may have made it so that it's not linear. A quick look at quantum physics also suggests that, in some theories, time is not linear, and that we can (theoretically) travel in it if we can access the higher dimensions of our physical universe. Since we can't yet, we can only move in one direction in time: forward. Another example of logic being at fault is the assumption that our view of time applies to God. View it as such: God always is. He's never in the past nor the future. He is always in the present. He is the present. Think of this as if we're living in one single moment of time that repeats itself infinitely, meaning that there is no past or future. They're just illusions, and all we truly have is the present. In the same manner, God is always the present if this view is true. Since we can't know, we shouldn't judge. We, as humans, should be free to question all authorities (but with limits, of course), but we should never definitively judge them if they're higher than us (in this case, them meaning God).

But why do we, as humans, sometimes refuse the answers? Why do we refute the existence of God? Well, again, the problem is us being faulty beings. Man is too arrogant to believe. Overcoming this arrogance is the key to belief, even if it has nothing to do with religion. Once you accept that some greater entity than you exists, you will believe.

God bless.

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Other forms of existence..?

Choice, chance, power, illusion, creation... what are these? Ideas? Quite possible. But then, thinking again, they're different from most ideas. They seem to be closer to ideals than ideas, but they're neither this nor that. As far as ideas go, they follow the definition of them being elaborate mental constructs, but what kind of mental constructs (and whose) are they? As far as ideals go, the aforementioned forms of existence can be found in almost all situations and forms of existence, but they are not goals that can be developed but never fulfilled. So, neither the former nor the latter choice is a description of what they are. However, whatever they are, they point to an important idea: that there is a creator. Consider this: can you, as a human, create? Can you imagine something that isn't like anything you have ever seen? Here's an example: if I told you to imagine a creature, you'd automatically assume that it either has a body or doesn't. Why can't there be a third choice? If we were truly able to create, the choices would be infinite. However, since we are not creators, we can only mix and match between the things we know to make something new. It's impossible for humans to create, and thus Man cannot be God. It is only God who could have created the elaborate mechanisms of  things such as chance, choice, and power. It also only Him, the true creator, who could have created creation. This is very similar to this thought: what was there before there was Time? We don't know. We can't know. This simply re-enforces the idea that God is there, and that he is the one and true creator.

Since I am still in the first stages of thought as to what the forms of existence I listed earlier are, I will be visiting this topic later once I've developed this train of thought more. I'm thinking at the moment that they are the pillars of the house of existence, but I will need to work on this mental construct further in order to understand more. In the meantime, if you have any thoughts or suggestions, please feel free to share them in the comments.

God bless.

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Layers of existence: The Flammarion engraving

In a follow-up to my last post about the layers of existence, I wanted to share a piece of art that's related to the idea I'm presenting. The art piece is the Flammarion engraving (the artist is unknown), which you can see below.

The following text is from Wikipedia:

"The Flammarion engraving is a wood engraving by an unknown artist, so named because its first documented appearance is in Camille Flammarion's 1888 book L'atmosphère: météorologie populaire ("The Atmosphere: Popular Meteorology"). The engraving has often, but erroneously, been referred to as a woodcut. It has been used to represent a supposedly medieval cosmology, including a flat earth bounded by a solid and opaque sky, or firmament, and also as a metaphorical illustration of either the scientific or the mystical quests for knowledge."

We may take the picture to represent the man crossing the border from the physical existence to the ideal existence, with the emotional existence being always inside him in both realms.

God bless.

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Layers of existence..?

In the wake of my dreams, I like to contemplate existence whenever I can. Consider this view: existence is layered. The layers are as follows: the physical, the emotional, the ideal, and the Truth. None of these layers ever exists without the others, but it is possible for one layer to have dominion over the others for a certain aspect of existence. Now, let us consider the premises upon which we will develop this argument:

1) Everything is. Everything exists in some form, even if it isn't real. (Example: dreams.)
2) Nothing is something. The non-existence of something means that its opposite exists, and vice versa.
3) The layers of existence dictate everything that happens, even if they don't want to. Everything is a sign.

The first layer of existence is the physical layer. This is the layer which we come in contact with most of the time. It's anything that you can touch, smell, see, hear or taste. This is the easiest layer to interpret, because it requires nothing special to interact with it.
The second layer of existence is the emotional, which isn't physically accessible, but the emotions we feel arise out of interactions with the physical world. These emotions are what make living creatures different from the non-living. Emotions such as happiness, grief, melancholy, and so forth are what you'd usually find in the second layer. In this layer, discrepancies start to appear: some people are more emotional than others. This may refer to the range of emotions they know, or the extent to which they can dive into a certain emotion, or both. Different people are at different levels, and that is a byproduct of how they grow up.
The third layer of existence is the ideal. This layer includes anything that you can find in the noumenal realm. This layer contains all of the ideas and ideals. Ideas are, as I can best put it, mental constructs. However, I should note that they're not necessarily human mental constructs. Ideas are beings in a different form from us humans, but they lack conscience. They are alive, but without their conscience they can't act on their own behalf and thus need instruments to be expressed, and we as humans are instruments of theirs. The hive mind, the collective consciousness of the universe, is where ideas are. In this layer of existence you can also find ideals, like love, courage, and the likes. Sometimes people mistake them for emotions, but they are ideals. The difference is that ideals are the ultimate, limitless good that we could use to build a utopia. Emotions aren't that.
The fourth, final, and top layer of existence is the Truth.

Collectively, the Truth is the source of everything else that is. We could violate the Truth, but we can never deviate from the course before us. It's not ours to create. It's the Truth's.

God bless.

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A small thought on skipping stones and dreams..

His hopes he held high, even if not for too long. It’s just like skipping stones; the hope that you get that the stone will skip over the water one more time without falling into the water. You hold your hope strong, as if it helps the stone stay where it is in its current state: skipping freely; not fearing the peril of drowning. Even if it drowned, it would drown in joy. So you hold your hopes stronger, and, who knows? Maybe that’s what keeps it up. Maybe the stone only stops skipping when your heart knows that this is enough for it…

It’s just like that moment before you go to sleep, when you give up on all of your inhibitions; not because you’re tired, but because something that is buried deep within you is calling on you, and you are answering back unconsciously. And when you do, when you connect with this higher form of being within yourself, you are transported somewhere else. (It may be an illusion, a dream, but can you really tell the difference when in it? Why do we have to live in this world and not the dream world, anyways? If it's about finding joy, then why not live in the dream world?) The dream ends when you start doubting it.. the skipping stone falls when you doubt it.

God bless.

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A Few Thoughts on Love?

Love is:

The beginning and the end,
When two hearts ascend;

When absence is presence,
When everything is its essence;

When two souls entwine,
With a passion divine.



Love is forgiveness, joy, timelessness, eternity, fragility,  poetry, profundity. Love is in everything and nothing. Love is the most powerful spell, but never an illusion. If an illusion, then it is not Love. It ceases to be when you doubt it, and it is not if it doesn't have you. Love is the joy of silence and loneliness. It is the key to understanding the beauty in all that is. Love is not the answer to life, but it's as close as anything may come. Love is how mortals can live forever.

(Forgiveness, affection, radiance, implicitness, divinity, admiration.)




God bless. (:

Poem - We.

I've heard of this sound,
That sits all around,
In silence inspiring
Me.

I've heard of this rose,
In poetry and in prose,
That lets all the Love
Be.

I've heard of this child,
Who runs in the wild,
Setting all that is Good
Free.

I've heard of this place,
That none could embrace,
Light holding us in a
Spree.

I've dreamt of this lake,
Where everything was awake
With Love, and there was
She.

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God bless.

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