Tygarjas Twyrls Blog

At some point I plan to write something, probably fairly lengthy, about how silly the notion is that a particular figure attributed to history died for anyone’s sins given the thousands of people, if not more, still dying for our sins on a regular basis. Or rather, maybe it’ll be about his death being the least of the death stemming from “sins” given the amount of suffering done to otherwise good people because of other people who just don’t want to stop pain, be it to themselves or others. And preceding that I’ll probably have to write something defining the term “sin” as I see them. Which will be a short blogging about more or less one’s action doing harm to others, which in turn necessitates the obvious counter-reaction that that action must thereby cause harm to the one committing the action.

But all that is for a different posting. No, before that one, or rather those, which seem like they’ll be draining enough to write that I want to be well rested when I do so, I think it would be fun to share why I take the particular subject of the divine to write about. And the answer is, I had a question.

At first it was a simple matter of wondering what I was doing here. And actually I think the exact sentiment resonating rather loudly in my being was “WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING HERE?” The bone of contention with my questions was always the nature of consciousness. By then of course I’d already become well acquainted with the Tao Te Ching of Lao Tzu, and for that matter a smattering of Gurdjieff; I think I’d made it a couple hundred pages or so into BTTHGS. So, if I was made with a cognizance of pain and death, I figured I should know if there was a point to being alive. And the answer I came to finally after a good four years or so of study was that I was here transmuting energy. And if anyone reading this has seen the first Matrix movie, Whoa.

Maybe I’ll do a little more on the topic of transmuting another time, since the Duracell analogy seems somehow severely lacking. Anyway, once I came to find myself a trasmuter, I felt understandably empty. “Ok, I’m turning different substances from one form into another.” I thought to myself. “I could just as easily do that as a dandelion. But here I am with an awareness of suffering, of pain, of my inevitable cessation of experiencing. Something created me like this when I could just as easily be a blade of grass blissfully unaware of the deer eating me?” You see, it had firmly been fixed into my mind by that point in time that given the very limited consciousness I found myself possessing, it seemed inconceivable that the rest of the whole of everything didn’t possess a consciousness more all inclusive and bigger than mine, and since I originally came from it, I figured it must have created me consciously. I admit, I was unhealthily egocentric back then. I’d like to think my ego, while not necessarily any smaller, is at least healthier now. Now of course it’s obvious to me that creation is fairly law-conformable and that the influence of consciousness effects those creations only after the fact and in relation to the specific effect of law that happened to result in that being. But I was young then. So the question finally took to my brain, “So, if I’m here ‘transmuting,’ which I could just as easily have done as an oak tree, what is my potential as a transmuter of the type I find myself, and what’s more, why is such a consciousness of mine existent to begin with? Especially if God is all loving and merciful as I keep hearing even from those who don’t seem to be living based on a fairytale they’ve heard 2000 times too many?” I wanted to know what my potential was, and why I was made to be aware of pain and death if there was a consciousness behind deciding I feel that pain and death.

So, long story short, thinking that others might be plagued by similar such questions, I figure I’d discuss some of the ramifications of what I’ve found to be probable answers, because from my perspective, there definitely are. And the bottom line of those answers wind up being using them so as to be more patient, more compassionate, less self absorbed, and more inclined to work in such a way, because all of life is work make no mistake, that I may be more of benefit to the humanity surrounding me than a burden upon them, since, after all, I was blessed enough to be created by this race of beautiful beings to begin with.

And thank you!

TTFN

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When I started this blog I intended on posting twice a week, aiming for Sunday and Thursday. This week I did not post on time because I was doing an interview for my book on the community television station in conjunction with my normal work schedule that involves 40 hrs, as well as a predetermined date I had scheduled a month in advance which took up my other day off. As is such, this posting itself is late and I haven’t had time to edit the posting I have in the wings to my satisfaction, nor begin any other new postings. I offer this interview in recompense, and hope it is enough until my next posting, which, I hope will be on Sunday. I promise something a little more substantial.

Fast Forward to 41:50 for the start of the interview; though, when it starts, the whole show is good:

Interview with Bruce Latimer

Peace

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So, as I was reviewing my last posting for submission, I couldn’t help but think to myself, “So if the words ‘God’ and ‘Universe’ can be used interchangeably in my conception, why use the word ‘God’ at all?” And the answer is that there are some phenomenon that I’ve witnessed enough to live as established fact that science apparently hasn’t figured out how to measure.

Therefore, if there isn’t an established science behind a principle that I have witnessed regularly, I tend to call that God, since the physical reason has yet to be discovered. Kind of like the discovery of subtle particles in science, like the neutrino, there is a belief in place about what one is looking for because one has experienced evidence to support its existence.

I was first exposed to the notion of “higher consciousness” from a teaching by a psychologist about the Huna conception of how the mind works. The kahunas believed that there were levels to a being’s mind, and that the highest level was super-aware because it interacted with the higher “self” of all other beings. Thus this model suggests that the most subtle parts of our own minds interact with all other minds of the same consistency. And it is this interaction of mind that enables one to make manifest in reality those things that the common individuated consciousness otherwise has no way of knowing how to make happen . . .

Again, since this is a notion of mind too subtle for science yet to have found a way to measure, the reason I can believe in some variation on this is because I’ve seen the outside of me reconfigure to provide what I have asked for inside, often enough to believe in something helping me from outside my immediate understanding of the workings of my life. The idea that some part of my mind that isn’t immediately obvious to me, but connected to the part of my mind that is obvious to me, is connected to all other minds in the same way, makes sense to me. This makes sense to me because some of my dreams seem to have shown me images of what will happen the next day, and I know that that aint coming from the obvious parts of my mind. This makes sense to me because if such a form of mind that isn’t so obvious exists, then at least as my mundane mind interacts with other minds to get things done, it seems natural that that other part of my mind, which is pulling stuff from somewhere that’s not what I usually think of as “me,” might, at least in part, be pulling it from other minds, or perhaps even a mind that is transcendent of linearity and differentiation, which is at least all other minds. Since I can’t see it, and it’s very large, and science hasn’t recorded it to give me something more formal to call it, I call it God.

It’s the interaction between the parts of existence of which I am aware as well as those of which I am not aware; it is the interaction between those things of which I could know about but am for the moment ignorant as well as those things that have yet to be discovered. It is the existence of all reality, since it knows itself well enough to at least exist, which I call God. And I call it God because not only is it so large that the little speck that I am cannot possibly grasp it in full no matter how learned I am, but also it seems to respond with a knowledge of how to get things done even when the convention of human thought fails to point a way. That is to say, even when no human mind can provide me an answer, if my question is sincere, there seems to be a hearing of me that provides an answer in a way better than any human mind could conceive. And that broadens the ability of my mind apparently, and seems to have also for others. And it is that providence unto me, that which provides unto me, when logic does not, that I call God.

It is not merely the substance of the physical universe that I call God. It is also that that substance seems sometimes to respond to me as though it’s substance is mind itself. And the consciousness I experience may be the culmination of the minds of all others. But whatever it is, it seems to be a consciousness much, much bigger than my own.

TTFN

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So, the Church of Religious Science, not to be confused with Christian Science or Scientology. This church is fond of a saying supposedly spoken by some guy a couple thousand years ago, “It shall be done unto you as you believe.” That’s pretty much the one tenant of this church. Reconfigured for a more modern time reads, “You think it, you got it.”

Okay, that is a little over simplistic. Obviously closing your eyes and thinking real hard “there is a hot fudge Sunday in front of me” probably isn’t going to make a hut fudge Sunday materialize in front of you out of thin air. And if it does, invite me over, I’ll pay good money for what you can do, and I’d like to beat the crowds . . .

But then, sometimes, or at least this has been my experience, you think to yourself, I sure could use an extra ten bucks to get through till payday, and then you find a ten spot on the ground where you’re walking five minutes later. At least that’s been my experience.

In other words, matter apparently doesn’t just materialize out of thin air, at least not often these days, but raw desire alone, or more accurately, apparently, a heartfelt desire alone can be enough to move a few negligible things around to assist a being having what they feel is for their best possible good.

On the other hand, if you believe you’re probably going to be shat on, that seems just as easy for the universe to produce. Again with the heart level, but if what you believe is that something is going to go wrong, odds are it will.

Have you ever noticed that if you’re walking in a straight line, and then you start looking at something else, something to the side, your feet will start naturally turning you in that direction. Same basic concept. Where you put your focus is where your energy will most naturally start taking you. If your focus is clear enough, and you can put the energy behind getting from point A to point B, you’ll wind up there eventually, it’s the law. So where does God come into this?

Have you ever wanted something but not known exactly how to go about doing it? Step one is to start walking in the direction of your best possible guess of where it might be. Then, you’ll see things, meet people, have opportunities to learn which way is the best way to go from wherever you find yourself. And the more you ask for the universe’s help, the more it will help you. And here I can’t help but notice I seem to be using “Universe” and “God” interchangeably.

I believe it was Jay Sankey I first heard referenced as saying, “The universe loves commitment.” And that’s pretty much it. On the mundane level, usually you don’t need God’s help to get something done, or rather, at most all you have to do is to ask people a bunch, the physical manifestations of God walking amongst ourselves, until one points you in a helpful direction, and then you just keep going until you need help again. Or a variation on what one knows or what one sees will spark an idea. Getting what one wants out of life usually isn’t all that mystical, it just takes the work necessary to get it done combined with genuine intention.

We make manifest what we don’t want usually because we’re so used to living as it that it’s hard to really focus on what we do want. That’s it. You don’t need to open a book for a prophecy when one can be self-fulfilled so much easier. When it comes to the larger God we work amongst and with every day, the community of man kind, it becomes a matter of what are people believing en mass. For example, some people believe that a book tells them the world will come to an end in an epic display of fire and demons, even though that book was made originally as a reference to things that were happening during the time it was actually written (it was written that way so that the people they were writing about, who were oppressing them, wouldn’t kill them). As a result, some people might become so enamored with an easy way out of what is sometimes not an easy life that they actually try as a group to make it come to pass. When this happens, people who want life to continue then have to contend with the burden of those who apparently don’t because they think a book “told them to,” and those who want life to continue have to strengthen their focus even more than they probably would have had to otherwise to keep themselves naturally pointed in the direction of those things that will help people equally as time goes by. It can look a lot like a Zoroastrian epic struggle between light and darkness when one views it at a glance . . .

So, the point is, think strongly about what you want, and then see if you’re willing to put the energy in to really make it manifest in our commonly shared reality, rather than the one in which it was originally created, your individuated mind. “As the heart finds the good thing the feeling is multiplied. Add the will to the strength and it equals conviction. As we economize efficiency is multiplied to the extent I am determined the result is the good thing.”

TTFN

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That’s right, I’m talkin’ to you big boy! 😉 Or petite girl! 😉 Or medium-built hermaphrodite! 😉 Or whatever unique, manifestation of infinite diversity was blessed with a form of consciousness capable of perceiving the words hovering upon your particular apparatus of uni-directional communication intake. How you doin’?

Before I go on, for that first post, I had resigned myself to the mistaken belief, har har, that I wasn’t capable of inserting links. Or at the least I had resigned myself to my ignorance in the moment that I didn’t know how. Therefore, I didn’t search for any data to point to what my friend might have been talking about. I found THIS, and THIS, since then. Interesting stuff.

Now, back to you, God. Does that feel sacrilegous? It shouldn’t! At least, not by my definitions. If God is everything, then so are you.

Not to suggest that you are the solitary omnipotent ruler of all existence. Not exactly what I have in mind. Dr. Betty Jandl of the Idyllwild Church of Religious Science I have heard often say, “You are not all of God, but God is all of you.” And I do believe it is helpful to see oneself as integrated into the fabric of existence accordingly.

I’m not suggesting that you should run out and gather goods to start building an alter to yourself, but it is helpful to see oneself as possessing the power to change one’s own life for the better. And with great power comes great responsibility; if you’re changing your own life for the better, the law as I understand it necessitates that you are automatically going to be changing every body else’s life, without exception, for the better. What I would suggest is that by embracing one’s own divinity, one also might begin to consider the divinity of others. I mean, when we think our God is right and somebody else’s is wrong, people can start dying over the notion that a specific configuration of ink and paper might be intentionally combusted. That is, people’s lives be threated because of the threat of burning a book? And for that matter, merely believing a specific variation of God that someone else doesn’t believe in is enough to get a person stoned in some corners of this world . . . and not the fun kind. But if we can all agree that we’re all a little pinch of God stuff walking around here, trying to make sense of our own experience as we go, God becomes something we live as and respect in one another, not an excuse to kill someone you’ve never met.

And if instead of asking some old guy in the clouds for a brand new Chevy, or a job, or my friend to get healthy, we ask ourselves what we can do to make real what it is we think we want, like a brand new Chevy, or a job, or my friend to get healthy, an answer usually comes from somewhere, even if it’s from a part of the greater divinity of which we are just a piece.

As the divine, we have the power to do comparatively extraordinary things if we allow ourselves to see ourselves as a little slice formed out of, and within, the greater whole that made us. Never mind made in the image of our creator, we are made out of the very substance of our creator, and we can choose to create accordingly with that very same substance, be it fine or coarse.

Coming up next: How to grant your own prayers.

TTFN

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I was going to begin my second posting by expanding upon my premise from the last one. I was going to dive right into the “if everything is God, then so are you,” notion that my definition inferred, and throw in one of my favorite quotes from Dr. Betty “We’re all a pinch of God stuff,” etc . . . And then, I got some news that a friend of mine apparently has liver cancer, and my focus shifted abruptly. Don’t worry, this posting isn’t going to be a downer, at least as far as I see it. However, I do feel like continuing with Theodicy, the question of why do bad things happen to “good” people, since I had to ponder on how this recent news factored into my own understanding about the divine for a moment this week.

So, to the question of Theodicy, I give a simple answer: God doesn’t care. I mean, God cares, but God doesn’t care, if you catch my drift. If I were reading I wouldn’t have caught my drift by now, so allow me to qualify that . . .

It has always struck me as arrogant, or at least I’d like to think it has always struck me as arrogant even though I really can’t recall that far, that people seem to have had a tendency over the ages to think that God is singularly obsessed with their comings and goings and day-to-day lives. It’s the kind of thinking that might lead one to believe that their planet was at the center of the universe. Or that their particular social clique was “chosen” out of all other groups of people, making them somehow “better” than other people. Or that a person is the center of the universe . . . And, if the universe is infinite, and therefore doesn’t really have a center, then you really are the center of the universe. And so am I. And so is the lint in your dryer, etc . . .

If, as I claim, God is everything, then God has to be impartial. Otherwise, there would be so much wish granting by the cosmic Genie that we might as well just exist as light, because nothing would ever get done. And I contend that all the wishes do get granted, but that there are certain laws in place to keep us all from constantly imploding into one another, and that the cosmic room service is more implicit than explicit. There is time that needs to be taken, natural laws that need to be followed, genuine desire that needs to be present.

So, is God conscious? And, if so, why not eliminate cancer? And the answer is that God is impartial. If as a collective entity we contaminate our oceans and our air, use these apparatus that contaminate our oceans and our air to make substances resembling food that aren’t really food (any one want a cheese nip?), and then after growing our vegetables with our self-poisoned water we add a bunch of pesticides onto them so that the rest of God’s creatures can’t have them, and leave those poisoned creatures to die in the soil and water sources, is it really any wonder that at any given moment in time one of us develops cancer? Never mind the various poison sticks we like to suck on and expose others to as a form of recreation . . .

If God is everything, then we, in part, are God. And this is what we are doing to ourselves. The reason why I don’t see all of this as a “downer” is this: the good news is, if we can effect so much collectively that we give each other cancer “randomly,” then we can, collectively, choose to do something better. And that is what being God is all about, and why my next entry will be about the fact that if everything is God, then so are we. I’ll be quoting Dr. Betty, and Spiderman. It’ll definitely be happier.

Now, aren’t you glad I didn’t mention how we’re destroying the ozone (not that there’s any scientific proof of that . . .)? On a lighter note, as I review my writing style, I can’t help but think: I truly believe people would be happier in this world if they used more ellipses. . .

TTFN

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I was having a conversation with a friend of mine not too long ago, and he was relating to me a study he’d recently heard about. According to my friend, 25% of Americans believe in a higher something other than one of the variations of “God” taught by the prevalent organized religions of today. Pardon the quotation marks, and for that matter, if you’re an orthodox Jew, pardon the o.

So, if you’re in that 25%, and lord knows what the percentage is world-wise, but if you’re in that 25%, or have ever thought about being in that 25%, or are vaguely interested in any way about any of those crazy enough to be either in that 25% or think they might want to be in that 25%, you’ve come to the right place. Of course, as far as I’m concerned, you had no choice but to come to the right place anyway, the real question is what are you going to do here now that you’ve arrived?

So, since the topic is something potentially quite big, I’m going to try to keep it simple for my maiden posting. If G-d aint the variation on him that the bigger religions keep getting angry over, what is GOD, if that’s a term that should even be applicable to whatever it is that we’re talking about that we can’t quite pinpoint, but probably agree seems like something bigger than we are, and probably, or at least maybe, also has a method to whatever it is?

I’m going to posture this as a definition: EVERYTHING.

TTFN

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