Tygarjas Twyrls Blog

Time to ramble in the late hours once again . . . I actually considered relating a metaphor about socks to God. I decided my audience might object on the grounds of silliness. So, it’s ramble time . . . until the magical hand of the almighty guides me to a topic worthy of expanding upon . . .

I would have a topic picked out in advance, but, the tail-end of this video game that’s been engrossing me for the last two months is at hand, so, that’s my focus. And this video game so strongly has my focus because at this point it is truly a group effort. I am a part of a community that is trying not just to win a game, but to win a competition. You see, while this game is taking place in a virtual world, its implications will have results in the real world; the winning community or “tribe” of this online game gets a special concert invitation from the Man himself.

And so, while the medium may be virtual, the game is not merely confined to the virtual, and thus a blurring between the real and unreal takes place through a medium of communication amongst real people in a forum that mimics a real-world environment of sorts; or, at least reflects many aspects of the “real” world. And this becomes a topic worthy of this blog, because, the game is not only micro-cosmic of the macro-cosmic reality we all share, but also effects physical reality thusly, and so becomes in scope a demonstrable example of God in action.

And so the game’s designers, a microcosm of God, or Game Operation Designers as they are referred to within the context of the game, create a world in which different events took place. And sure, the physics of the game are tweaked a little, but the premises upon which the game are built, trading and community cooperation, are part-in-parcel to the realities of how the real world operates; albeit the world as we know it tends to operate on a bit of a bigger scale in which we haven’t been forced to flee the dry land . . . yet.
In other words, the mind that have created the virtual world of the game with a language of creating such a virtual world, the G.O.D.s speak if you will, and the world is created. Then, people enter the world and use it as best they can given what they have to work with. The language creating the world acts as the active principle of creation, the players using what has been created already act as the passive principle of creation, and the results of the interaction between what has been created and what uses that creation takes place accordingly. Can anyone say Triamazikamno?

And thus the metaphor of God is complete: The God that creates, the God that utilizes that creation, the God that results between the two; the God harmonization of results between the passive principle and the active one. And this is a metaphor of the reality of the divine. The determinant component of creation winds up being consciousness. Metaphor or reality, as one acts upon consciousness, so are the results obtained. As one acts unconsciously, so does destruction take place. Again, the active principle, consciousness; the passive principle, unconsciousness.

For example, if one is led by a fear, one’s mind is determined by something else and, whatever is directing that fear can convince one subject to fear that, say, a ritual of killing people is helpful in solving a conflict or protecting one from the harm that a person is afraid will be done unto them. Whereas a conscious person will perceive that engaging in further conflict increases the odds of harm being done to one. Even if the “enemy” is incapable of another physical assault, you see, what resources are used up to continue the escalation of conflict? What price is paid thus against one’s well being? Is it possible that when fear leads one to encourage a war without them thinking it through entirely, one awakes in a land in which their resources have bankrupted them physically in such a way that eating becomes harder because putting all of one’s money toward war has made it harder to find food, to find a job from the people who have given all of their money to war?

So, there are no wars in the game in which I am engaged, merely a bit of friendly rivalry because, after all, there is a physical stake to be had from the results of the competition. But even amongst us rivals, a fair trade is a fair trade. And when a tribe decides to make life harder for us, but one of their tribe-mates happily trades because their own tribe won’t offer good trades, their name is sung within our tribe as a friend. And the bottom line winds up being that some items one tribe has more of then another, and thus the tribes trade together if they really want to win, because, in the end, the winners win because of the resources they’re able to pull together given the same set of physical resources and rules. The winning tribe wins because of the level of thought they can raise, the consciousness they can bring to working together to create the best synthesis of togetherness. And I’ll tell you what, so far in this game, even though my tribe is still a bit ahead, it does look very much as though our competitors are starting to come to the same conclusions, and they too are realizing they’re consciousness just as we are. Whoever wins this battle, in the end, none will be the worse for wear, and we will definitely have a strong respect for what the other must have gone through to win this friendly competition with those upon whom we must have, in part, relied on to get as far as we did. And the deciding factor, apparently, will be our consciousness of what we have had to work with, that we may have used it accordingly. May the best tribe win!

May The Cube Be With You!

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Very late Saturday night, and I’ve not thought of anything to write, and I’d like to go to bed . . . oh where to begin?

I would say, “What can be spoken that cannot be seen with one’s own two eyes? Experienced directly.” But then I’m reminded that the source of confusion seems to be that some, that those who apparently have no direct experience and thus regard as “sources of something helpful,” have over time taken it upon themselves to instruct people in such a way that many seem to have learned to believe things that they have never in any manner, way, shape, or form experienced directly. And to be fair, I understand that if you make a religion about the ocean to a desert iguana, it too has no basis of comparison for the vastness and, to it, seemingly God-like enormity and power of the sea. But a) Personally I only believe in the enormity of substance of either desert or ocean because I’ve visited either, and b) what does an iguana gain from fearing the swells of waves that it will never behold, nor has any reason to attempt to? And c) even if the ice caps were to melt and the iguana is doomed accordingly, what is it going to do about its predicament?

And all of that is to say, that if the divine isn’t useful, you might as well be learning about it from Mother Goose as any other book. And to be clear, I don’t think you need to read about the Egyptians being swallowed by the Red Sea to understand that if you push someone down at the playground, you’re a jerk. And if your parents haven’t taught you that, they’re probably jerks too; the kind of jerks that yell and throw fits and talk behind people’s backs and try to manipulate their lives in self-serving ways . . . and then go to church on Sunday to “worship” an image of self-sacrifice and service.

Here’s the secret to it all: Anyone who would glorify any death in any way aint pro-life, no matter how much they’d like to thump their special book against someone else’s head as “proof” that they’re conception of violence is somehow anything any divinity would approve of. And here it is: better to let someone else face the consequences of the choices of life and death in their own lives, than make a mess for the whole bloomin’ lot of us to clean up after. If it aint in your experience, it aint none of your business.

If you wish to understand any God, of any background, first see if you can go five minutes without judging something; without calling it a name. For in the divine, there is only good, and thus not even good is existent.

And as for myself, so as to be clear, I know who irritates me and why. But then, the answer becomes not to burden others with the fact that I am irritated. But I’ll tell you what, those who indiscriminately irritate everyone in their path, well, you may not be able to fool all of the people all of the time, but if you irritate enough of them all at once, like a wave coming back from the other side of the ocean, when one creates a mess for many others, one oughtn’t be surprised when many others come together to make a mess for that one!

Peace!

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Today I celebrate anniversaries, old times made new as something borrowed and recreated, and the best of the people who have shaped my life. As the day is sacred to me, and full, I will offer a short and simple prayer:

To the Entirety Of All Existence Without Exception,

Thank You for my continued existence,

and thank you for the opportunity today

to become something better able to serve you,

and something better capable of enjoying my own endeavors,

than I was yesterday.

Please guide me to serve You and I better this day accordingly,

than I was able the day before.

How grateful I am for such a beautiful life!

May all others experience overwhelming gratitude to be existent as well!

Amen!

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