Forestalling during an argument is a tactic. Forestalling after the question’s answer is abundantly clear is fear. Defending fear is the ego’s last effort against including unconditional love as infinitely true.
-Brian Jett
Rush lyrics: Although you choose not to decide you still have made a choice.
What do you sense is the infinite reality relative to this statement? Rather, if infinite love is the Source by whatever name one calls this Infinite Love and your consciousness will return to an infinite realm, what is the possible implication (or are the implications) of the aforementioned statement? (Repeat)
If we got everything we wanted, we'd get scarcely anything we would truly need. What about oxygen? Goes without saying. Well, we can go on living not only because of oxygen but in spite of however we might desire to explain the chemical constitution of oxygen.
Forestalling during an argument is a tactic. Forestalling after the question’s answer is abundantly clear is unremitting fear. Defending one’s lifelong ephemeral craving for eternal justice is this individualist’s last futile effort in excluding unconditional love as being infinitely true.
Are you fighting against cancer or are you imaginatively seeking a cure? If the latter, is the cure within you — bearing in consciousness and awareness that the possibility strongly exists that every breath you’ve over taken has been an infinite first realisation, resulting from this unseen oxygen that was utterly free? Could the cure irrespective of the cancer’s prognosis involve being here and now? Where else has anyone ever possible been? As soon as anyone labels and judges another person or group or race— understanding at that second ceases.
“She’s a Muslim.” Understanding stops. “He’s an Atheist.” Understanding is over. “He’s a Jew,” or “Calvinist , etc — parochialism ensues and not them but YOU are the problem. We don’t see others as they are, but rather as we are. These are words. Concepts. Metaphorical language at best and we’ve been hoodwinked into hating based on this immediate panicky desire for certitude outcomes perhaps and because - quite frankly, we don’t trust what we believe or trust what we have not experienced.
If evil is infinite hell and one “believes" in the lunacy of word-worship, they will assume the worst of heaven. There can be no heaven when our very split notion of God threatens hell as a means to control infinite love’s outcome. It's like many of us in the West seem to refuse to slow down and give a wit's thought to parroting the platitude of "protecting freedom." That's like driving your whole life with the breaks on. As long as one is protecting this impossible possession they term "freedom," they can't have freedom.
Doubt is not the opposite of faith. Doubt is finite confusion demanding infinite certitude.
Forestalling during an argument is a tactic. Forestalling after the question’s answer is abundantly clear is fear. Defending fear is the ego’s last effort against including unconditional love as infinitely true.
It’s like saying, “As long as I can believe I’m getting into heaven as contingent upon my belief system serving my punitive purposes of keeping another person or group out o heaven -- I can remain miserably unconvinced.”
The choices and decisions we perceive as almost limitless are confined by time as perceived chronologically. Thus, wherever one is able to travel with unlimited funds allowing unlimited purchases, opportunities, pleasures, experiences, etc, —redundancy and dissatisfaction will occur - eventually.
Lifetime limited guarantee
Clinging to this life ONLY in futilely caring twopence about saving it is to be in a time warp and an illusion. Any care for saving the temporal implies there is a refusal to trust jumping into the deep end and finding it is a baby pool. No amount of preventive measures can sustain what we perceive as our lives eternally. To even say, Our Lives" is an obvious and silly sense of possession. The present is this eternal now. It is precisely being this presence within this living moment that is to be ONE with BEING itself. No one has ever straddled here now with one foot in the storyline of yesterday and the other foot in the figment of nonexistent futurity. If they did, the pissed away the present. Past and future don't exist. Neither exists.
Now is seamless. Remembering for the sake of nostalgia is seemingly the unnecessary pain Christ didn’t want Mary Magdalene to form a habituated response to inasmuch as He said, “Do not cling to Me for I haven’t yet risen.” Love isn’t blind, attachments, attraction and possessiveness are the fading illusions we are asked to let go of and not by the Bible but by intuitive common sense— call it the spirit of truth or whatever.
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