Evidence of God #1

Atheists like to spam their tired questions to the religious all the time: if God exists, where is He?  Why doesn’t He appear?  Where is the proof? 

God doesn’t appear because you refuse to see Him.  He is everywhere and nowhere at the same time- everywhere to those who can see, and nowhere to those who cannot.  Proof lies in the beholden.  Some people can feel spirit as a physical sensation, flowing through the body like some mysterious force.  Others have died and traveled to the afterworld; their accounts are numerous, and spooky in their consistency.  There’s enough proof in their accounts to fill an entire library.  Yet they are not believed by atheists, who only believe what they want to believe.  No amount of second-hand evidence will convince them God exists.   Theirs is a selfish belief, based on cynicism, emptiness and mistrust, the darkest corners of our consciousness.  They cannot see past their own shadow; they are not evolved enough to feel spirit and soul.  This is why many of the blessed pity them. 

The Seven Mysteries of Life, Guy Murchie

            If I were to pick one book to bring with me before being marooned on a desert island, The Seven Mysteries of Life would be it. It’s thick, full of interesting information, and the language is gorgeous. Murchie’s transcendental prose describes the miracles of two of the greatest fascinations in life: science and the soul. He wasn’t a scientist, but he believed that science could prove intangible things like the existence of the soul, the spirit, and astral planes. The first part of the book was all about hooking his readers in with interesting facts about the more unique attributes of different species. He leaves out no kingdom, phylum, or even non-organic material; everything from metamorphic rocks to dangling monkeys are covered here. The facts might seem trivial at first, but then comes the middle part of the book, which is as mind-expanding as a DMT trip. Here Murchie writes about the psychology of different species and their extrasensory perceptions. The third part- the one about the seven mysteries- is a poetic bridging of science and the spirit. In this part, he uses biological abnormalities to explain transcendence. Some of the chapters here changed my perception of life and “what it all means”. I’ve probably learned more things from this book- factual and philosophical- than from any other. The Seven Mysteries of Life is a true gift to humanity, and it’s a shame that it is not a genre standard when it comes to philosophy, the new age movement, or even science. 

Interpreting Dreams: We Are What We See

When I get out of high school, I’d like to study psychology and the landscape of dreams.  Dreams give us the power to see things more clearly.  Like meditation, they can open our minds to possibilities we couldn’t see before having them.  With the right training, anyone can interpret their dreams. 

A dream often reflects one’s emotional state more than anything.  A dream in which you are afraid is meant for you to confront something you’re afraid about.  A dream in which you have anxiety is meant to help fix what is causing the anxiety.  A dream in which you feel lost or helpless is meant to point you in the right direction.  Recurring dreams mean you haven't fixed the problem your mind is trying to help you with. 

The people we see in our dreams typically have nothing to do with them, yet everything to do with us.  It doesn't even reflect how we see that person, for sometimes a person we see as generally happy in real life wears a mask of depression in a dream. This can only mean that the people we dream about are projections of our emotional state. They may be people we admire, want to become, or reconcile with, and we have transferred our emotional state onto them. 

When interpreting dreams, the first variable the psychologist must consider is emotion.  How was the subject feeling during the dream?  The things that happen and the people they see are secondary to this most vital information.  Only then can the psychologist inventively reveal what the dreamer has projected onto imaginary objects. 

Buddhism

I’ve been reading a lot about Buddhism lately.  We touched on the subject in world civilizations class, but it wasn’t nearly in depth enough.  The heart of Buddhist teaching is that desire is the root of all suffering, which my teacher didn’t even mention.  That has to be one of the greatest teachings in the history of mankind, yet we don’t teach it in classrooms.  Lame.  

Few people realize it’s their desire that frequently hurts them, not other people.  People have desires to be safe, loved, recognized, wealthy, powerful, intelligent.  Anything or anyone who stands in their way gets blamed for their sufferings, when in fact it’s their own insecurities that are causing it. Wanting things we can’t have is the prime mover of instability in our world. 

It’s hard for people to see this because taking responsibility for our suffering means we have no one to blame but ourselves.  We like to complain, point the finger, make a fuss over matters we have more control over than we realize.  I’ve been guilty of this myself in the past- very guilty.  But now that I see this, it’s easier to let go of the things I can’t have.  That may seem like a lifeless proposition; however, I think it’s a sign of maturity more than anything. 

Some people want things so bad that they end up destroying the things they love.  It almost happened to me.  It could happen to you if you don’t let go of desire.  Desire fuels our need for control, destroying everything in its path.  Don’t feed the fire, let it burn out. 

 

The Occupation of Afghanistan

After the U.S. invaded Afghanistan in October, I told a friend how it was conveniently a back door into China.  If World War 3 broke out, this would be a strategically valuable location for the U.S.  It would also give us a near blockade on Russia, considering Alaska and our allies to the west of it.  However, Afghanistan’s mountainous terrain is proving it rather difficult for our armed forces to fully occupy the country. 

China opted to join the World Trade Organization yesterday.  They may have done it because they felt threatened, deciding to join a global community with the hopes of gaining international support against us.  It’s safe to say this decision cements the fact that they’re no longer a communist country.  Trading with the international community can only mean one thing: they’ve abandoned the isolationist economic policy they once had and traded it (see what I did there?) in for a new one.  In a sense they are now our allies, at least economically.  Perhaps there won’t be a war after all. 

It would be foolish to pick a fight with China and Russia.  We don't even know what kind of weapons they have, especially China.  They could have the technology to completely incapacitate us, just like Japan was surprised when they found out we had an atomic bomb.  War isn't so simple these days; maybe that's a good thing. 

DNA

    Long ago, before the tides brought us to land, before fish swam in the sea and birds flew in the air, even before bacteria spread at astonishing rates, two crystals of the same mineral came together, forming a whole, a union fresh, their polarities united, creating something new that had retained their codes, something inanimate that was still conscious of itself, remembered how it was born, sought another crystal like itself to reproduce, from the very pattern the molecules of its parents had fused together.  The crystals evolved into single-celled organisms, developing multiple “sexes” that were really just portals leading to pathways of survival, each adaptation a new form of selection on the infinite chain of life.  Our sexual inheritors remember this great event that revolutionized mobility in life to spread its blueprint, sperm and ovum two polarities, yang and yin, man and woman, active cells full of vigor, to inseminate the homely passive ones, one seeking the other while the other waits, as nature instructed them to do, divine symbols of the original birth that rippled through the eons, summoning the planet to breathe.