The World Ends Today

May 21, 2011

Why is the world ending today, you ask? Because some man read it in a book, in English, that was written thousands of years ago, not in English, to tell the story of what happened thousands of years before that. The world isn’t ending today because someone observed through connection with nature a collection of indicators informing of the end of the world, because that, as we all know, would not only be unreliable, but not the way God works. Humans are the most important beings on this planet, and what is written in an ancient tome for other humans to read and understand about the way the world works, no matter how out of date with the advance or decline of civilization, must certainly be the closest to truth—especially when shrouded by the validating mysteries of numerology.

Every other living thing on Earth, apart from humans, cannot read, so they definitely are unaware of the end of the world today. The rest of planet Earth is like your pet dog or cat or goldfish that has no idea what is going on until it actually happens; you can plan and talk about that trip in the car for over three hours for days on end, but Fifi won’t know she’s going in the travel tote until the tote comes out of the closet. When the world ends, the world according to man, it ends for man, and the rest of the world fits into a handy suitcase, or hand basket.

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You Are Nothing

May 17, 2011

Matter is composed chiefly of nothing. This was realized long ago at Cambridge University in England, when the nature of the atom was first understood. We live in a very exciting time when science and technology speak in parallel with ancient philosophies thousands of years old commenting on the observed nature of our surroundings and the spirituality that results from this experience. When Carl Sagan said, “If you wish to bake an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe”, in that one short sentiment he summarizes my last post about seeing the divinity in every single thing that exists. To a person who doesn’t have an awareness of a divine creator, an apple pie is just an apple pie. At most, it is the sum of the parts of the apple pie that were laid out in front of the person baking it. To an aware individual, looking at an apple pie is the same as looking billions of years through time into the distant past at stars that were born and had already died and were responsible for creating the elements that humans categorized on the periodic table, of which all known matter is composed. Which, as it turns out, is chiefly nothing.