Some people call it God, Jehovah,
Allah, the Flying Spaghetti Monster, I just call it the Universe. We
are part of a larger organism called whatever just like our toe is
part of us. Each of us plays a part in the survival, growth and
learning of this organism called the Universe. We, me, is no more
important or better than the lady bug or the blade of grass or the
pebble because we are all part of the same thing. We are all one with
different tasks, just like your heart doesn't act as a filter like
your kidneys do.
We are part of an intelligence, a
sentience that is so large we are incapable of understanding it.
Remember, God is incomprehensible and as such we can never know the
why of what God does. The organism is so huge that we can not fathom
why one thing happens and most of what happens may be more random
than directed by this sentience. This sentience simply gathers
experiences and survives and grows.
God is normally pictured as the
progenitor, the child and the spirit after death because it is our
entire life cycle. Matter and energy cannot be destroyed only
converted and hence in death, we are converted into another part of
the sentience to become a tree, food, a mineral or another being or
form of sentience. We may simply move to another scenario that this
sentience is playing out for amusement, growth or experience.
What about that infinite longing we
all feel to join with someone or something greater than ourselves
that leads us to form groups sort of like the liver cells tend to
join up and form a liver? We know that we are part of the sentience
and we long to feel that belonging. This is what the spiritual
experience is, the moment that you transcend the body/mind and merge
for a moment or two into this sentience. Every longing for friendship
and companionship in this world is your spirit's longing to re-merge
with this sentience.
We really are all one because we are
all part of this sentience.
All the answers are within because
everything is a reflection of the Sentience that makes us but we lack
the ability to see just as the single brick lacks the ability to see
it is part of a wall until the moment it transcends the physical
limitation of being a brick and being a wall.
Nothing is greater than anything else
and no one is greater than anyone else.
This is the hardest lesson to learn.
We have free will.
We are creating the Sentience just as
it is creating us. We begin as a single cell and grow into an adult.
As we grow we expand the Sentience and as we die a new cell forms to
take our place. Whether or not that cell is going to be another human
will be based on need. Our bodies do not grow extra livers or hands.
The Sentience only grows what it needs and will shed what it doesn't.
Make no mistake in that what it sheds truly does cease to exist.
We will be judged when we die based
upon the life we led is not quite correct. We will be absorbed or
transformed into a new being. If we are absorbed, we become part of
the sentience. Transformed we may return to this realm or we may move
to another realm. The Sentience does not just exist in the world we
experience through our five sense, it exists through time and space
simultaneously. This is why we seek to experience more than what our
five senses can show us because as a part of the Sentience we know
there is more because it is more. However, we are trapped in our five
senses just like our toe is trapped on our foot and not going to
travel to our head.
Collectively, we create the Sentience
just as it creates us.
So, let's create a wonderful loving
Sentience out of beauty and love. The Universe doesn't need to become
an ugly, hateful creature. In more ways than one, this child of which
we are is growing up and we can turn it into a wonderful adult.
Are there other Sentiences?
Of that I am not certain. We may be the
only one and this reality is its form of amusement. We may be the
last one and we might be the first one or we might be existing a room
full of Sentiences comparing their experiences like a Cosmic Book
Club.
It's hard to say when it when it is
next to impossible to even imagine the being of which we are a piece.
Does your gall bladder wonder if there are other gall bladders? Have
you ever asked it?
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