THERE IS NAUGHT BUT GOD

TITLE: THERE IS NAUGHT BUT GOD


|AUTHOR: T R Reedy
|DATE: 04/18/06 12:48 pm [Yahoo]
|STATUS: publish





If there is one God, there is nothing but God. And, if there are many Gods, then they are of a Kind, and This is One. How do we know God? All we know and do not know and Knowing are God. How do we desire God? All desired and undesired and Desiring are God. How do we sense God, as if to be present face to face? All we sense, think, desire and know and do not sense, think, desire and know are God. Sensing, Thinking, Desiring, Knowing, Creating, Moving, Hiding, Enjoying are God. It creates universes by veiling Its nature, It is not static like an image or book. It is omnipresent and omnipotent, since It is alone-- the only Thing there is.
Therefore, to speak in God's name is empty and redundant. Theocracy holds hostage what is intangible, and articulates the people through veils. But God is all things, was not born and cannot die; so, there is nothing to fear. It Loves all, because there is no absolute Other. There is not now or was or ever will be any difference not already contained in the dynamic power of The One.
Yet one can pray in God's Name for illumination and be heard! One can sing love in a Name! One can act as a Lover! One can then speak as One.
So what about the books and writings everywhere, they all were written by You Know Who. Every insight, poignent truth, dry thesis, blatent demagogery, and vicious lie---YKW. So if you are having a good time, share it, so that you do not appear foolish. If you are having a horrible life, share that as well; this insures that 'they' are not too happy.
Monist Ethic: What you do to others, you do to yourself simultaneously.
This double edge is concealed behind the focus of ones intent and action, --a real surprise. The inherent reaction exists as a relic resonator (imbalance), which filtres possibility. So if you live by war, it is most likley you will die in one. The resonator is always available for modification. However, the wretched and luxurient trappings of life are juxtaposed in this instance, here on blue Earth, to produce a delicious drama below, temporarily reining in vast eternity. So, even the life of a saint befits an end and is rewarded therewith, as is anyone or anything else.
THERE IS NAUGHT BUT GOD.