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My God By Gede Parma
My God. Millinia
ago the primitive peoples that inhabited the Earth became
to revere and worship the natural world that supplied for
them. They were mistyfied in a woman's pregnancy and so they
held her sacred and as the life-giver. Soon a vast pantheon
of deities were fashioned from the minds of these people.
These are my Gods.
To me there is no eternal source
that gave birth to us. When we find our own spirituality and
are comfortable where we are we begin to take to take in the
Greater Power that is worshipped. It begins as a concept,
the possibility of the divine and then from there elevates
itself through innate belief to a reality and forms as an
energy form in our minds. This is my God. I gave my Gods life,
or rather we embraced the existence of each other and found
ourselves. God is equal to us. In a way we are God. We govern
our fate with our choices, but we always resort to asking
the divine first. I do as well and I hear the voice in my
head answering me. I also pray and I am answered. This contradicts
how I think of God then.
In all of our struggles on
the Path we continually assess what the divine is and whether
the divine is present and listening. I'd rather acknowledge
that the divine is in us, that we run with divine blood and
breathe divine air. The world is divine and is guided by us
and that of the energies that exist on the planes. The Divine
is ever-present and all you have to do is listen and feel
for it.
Who is God? I honestly can
not say, but I can tell that God is watching as I type this.
That God is thinking what to tpye as my digits run over the
keyboard. This is because God is me, I am God and God is not
me. Rather God is that presence hanging over a shoulder, the
irritating presence that constantly hassles us to listen to
it. The true one that reads over our shoulders. The Higher
Consciousness that is you. You are and aren't God.
"God why do you not comfort
me when I weep
God why do you not pull me up when I fall
God why do you not carry me on your shoulders
Is it because I have to help myself first before I help you
God why don't I comfort myself first
God why don't I pull myself up first
God why don't I carry myself first
And then perhaps you will next time"
The Gods help those who help themselves.
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