Like moths bumping into a light bulb we instinctly search for our home. We somehow conclude that because we feel the warmth and see the light, that God must be “that” or “it” …some sort of ambiguous glowing blob. We equate the energy with the generator. Our little moth brains cannot fathom the possibility that maybe the light bulb is merely the energy produced by the personality setting it a glow. Of course, that would demand that we humbly accept our predicament as diminutive creatures in an infinitely complex and expanding reality. We can robustly claim that we can create a computer but ignorantly assume that no one else could do better. I sometimes think that if aliens did happen to come out of the closet and admit to their existence, the world population would sink into a deep depression knowing that there is are smarter cultures out there. It’s like a human microbe pride parade wanting to feel better about being in a situation we have very little control over. Yeah Yeah we are small!!! Yeah Yeah we know it all!…. The four rules of birth, age, disease and death apply to all in this material dimension. Those who seek a remedy to this cycle of birth and death (samsara) are considered lunatics or egomaniacs for trying to escape, how dare they feel so superior? You must join all the other Lemmings and happily jump off the cliff. Is it just ego or intelligence to try and find out how to transcend this limitation, to say the emperor is wearing no clothes? We concentrate most of our time either ignoring these limitations or try foolishly beating the odds like some Las Vegas junkie. I recently heard that scientists discovered a gene modification that coincides with some people’s desire to seek out spiritual enlightenment. We all have that gene but a certain modification determines whether that person will seek out God or a transcendental mystical experience. Hmmm…
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