Religious or Public School Lessons, Which Not a Belief?

So our Ancestors were bright enough to plan, design, and construct massive stone structures yet they are treated like simpletons when it comes to Cosmology and Astronomy. Why? Why else but they believed in Creation, God or Gods, and a supernatural reality everyone lived in knowingly or not...

The Christian Religion is heir to a legacy that teaches in its text the New Testament of the Bible that we live inside God, that God is invisible, and He is a Spirit. In Public School I learned we live in a Universe composed of matter and that randomly interacting resulted in this day. I find difficulty trying to prove either true or presenting the facts to experience enough to answer the question which is the truth?

Religion requires belief in its claim we are created by God and live in His creation where He is invisibly present at all times as we live and dwell in Him. Science treats this as nonsense! Public School taught me we live in a Universe composed of the interactions of matter and that studying matter will reveal a godless life in phenomenal existence. Yet when I recall I learned I exist in a virtual reproduction of the world,in my brain,in the back of my head,upside down, and that the external reality (whichever you choose to believe),is only implied to be out there on the other side of our nose I find it very difficult to leap to the conclusion there is a Universe or a God based solely on their claimed to be out there in a virtual reality display... What can be proved by any amount of claims or displays In Virtual Reality? Think about it for yourself. Can anything claimed or claimed proven in any virtual reality scene be believed at all?

There is something self evident! We are in a virtual reality... Spin until when you stop and see the scene still spinning like whirling dervishes,or look at the world around you with its distance distortions in sight and sounds and realize the special effects involved, then figure it out, is it a God, a Universe, or Virtual Reality... Especially if what one can experience is the basis of reality.

As Palm Sunday Approaches...

With Palm Sunday coming on this weekend I would like to share why I still believe in life after death, the forgiveness of God through Jesus' atoning Sacrifice, and the aim of reconciliation by God. In my life there has been very upsetting times, the breaking up with my high school sweetheart, dropping out of college, the onset of schizophrenia, the times I thought about suicide seriously enough to get myself hospitalized,...
Then my mind found rest from its demons in faith in God and His Son Jesus. Fear gave way to boldness to curse the hordes of demons to whatever hell they deserved, but also there was hope God could save everyone who came to Him, including Judas, Satan and his minions, as well as evil men like Hitler. Why such belief? What is man that God would only give His forgiveness to him and his posterity? Why would man's disobedience be forgivable but not Lucifer's rebelliousness? If God could forgive those coming to Him for reconciliation why not all that are in a mind to keep themselves from any grave offense and live a harmless to all spirit life? Why not forgive Judas, Hitler and the devil if they can keep themselves from harming others spirit?
Of course many would argue forgiveness is only in Christs blood and only for mankind because he is made in God's image, or something like that. Yet let me remind those who did not read my Bible verses post that in the book of James in the New Testament of the Bible the law of liberty/freedom is how we are to behave as judged by.
Now liberty is special to me as I look around at Humanity and see so many people arrested for taking recreational liberty to activities harming no one else but participating parties and wonder why humans cannot let their neighbor be free to indulge in other than alcohol to get high, marriage to breed if they want to have sex or see the opposite sex nude, and games without gambling if they want to have fun,... So seeing the law to be as judged by in James lifted my spirit that God is not a tyrant wanting to rule our recreational lives and our relationships, but instead hints at a more Heavenly liberty in His courtroom.
So I believe in God, Creation, His Christ, and forgiveness because of the great hope and comfort of Salvation, eternal life, and Heavenly liberty. It has calmed my mind, is far better for my emotional health than godlessness, disbelief, or fearing the spirits or hallucinations at work on hate in my head. If you can believe, it may just calm your mind too...

Happy Saint Patrick's Day!

Being a human "mixed breed" I get to celebrate both Saint Patrick's and the Puerto Rico Day's Parade days. But wait... there's more in my immediate family bloodline! I am British on my father' mother side of the family, his father was Irish his mother was English. Wait, there's more... My mother's mother was both native Puerto Rico Indian and I think her  father was French (his last name was Binet) and  my moms father was Spanish that moved to Puerto Rico where he met and married my grandmother on my mothers side of the family tree. I guess I can celebrate a few more holidays if I look up on the internet Spanish, French, English and Irish Holidays! That's in addition to native Puerto Rico tribal holidays...

One's heritage can play a major part of ones life in ones growing years. Having relatives "around" that are not the same ethnic group but joined in loving marriages can make those of other "races" a little less "alien" and more like family waiting to be met or made. I personally did not find myself uncomfortable with other ethnic group members while growing up in the public school system in Brooklyn, New York but instead was easily a new friend to those other "groups" in the classroom. I know, everyone is not friendly, and you never know who a stranger is, or what they are like... but one thing is true just the same. If they are not "criminals" preying on the innocent, they too are fellow residents in this great nation, and they may be great neighbors, and maybe even new friends!

I hope we all enjoy Saint Patrick' Day, whether we are all Irish or not, as who knows, if we met we too might become friends:) 

Daylight Savings Time...

Only weeks away from daylight savings time on the east coast where I live in New Jersey in the seaside town of Toms River. Summer a few months later. It is always time we could be spending with those we love and those that love us...
If only we could believe in life after death we could be looking at spending time with our loved ones that need never end. We could spend millennia just celebrating God's wonderful gift of life we share together...
Meanwhile on planet Earth life is wasted working ourselves to death to eat, drink, and be merry as we can, instead of just harvesting from nature all we need for the price of tending "the Garden" the lovely zoological garden we lived in before we went industrial size mismanaging of our time making profits of all types.  For example people starve and go not medicated because they cannot afford food and care. If only it were business as usual to Feed the hungry and medicate the ill before selling the rest of the supplies for profits. Another example laborers working to produce things they will never afford. How much do people get paid to do that?
When will we grow up as a race. When will we stop saying we cannot do anything about what we have become as humans but need to live in the system because... When will we stop working to keep the bottom line upward growing instead of our quality of life improving with our trained use of our collective intelligence? Sure we grew intelligent as the employer needs but do we think? Can we think?
Unless we want to make others "beds" so much unlike our own, "beds" we will never sleep in or have for our own we will always be just the perfect employee instead of all we are capable to be.

A Very Humbling Experience...

College Mathematics. That is the first class I ever failed for my academic life. K to 12, no F's... It was very humbling. Now I know what it is like to not know something. I am applying myself to learn this subject by studying a College Mathematics textbook I found on amazon.com. My student adviser got in touch with me. There may be a make up/repeat of this subject in my future at Grand Canyon University.
Just thought to share the bad grades as well as the good... I guess this proves I too am only human, of flesh and blood made (song Human by the Human League).
Yet understand I have my doubts about my or anyone really being human! The universe and the solar system we live in could be just a three dimensional sensory feast virtual reality like planetarium display. I have yet to see anyone disprove the possibility that we and all we know are not some type of technological created "mirage".
Yet I flunked College Math like so many other College students and may have to retake the class. It is amazing how mundane life is. The ordinary daily activities repeat routinely, while children grow, people fall in love, and the cycle begins again...
I am enjoying College. Sure there are a lot of reading and writing papers, and taking quizzes involved. Yet that is how we still learn as "humans". No Psychic osmosis supported by educational telepathic instruction being beamed out over the world for all to plug into... but what is that in the mirror, does it carry educational materials too?

For The Bible Belt...

What do these mean...

Old Testament -

Genesis 1:1

Deuteronomy 6:5

Jeremiah 6:21

Micah 6:8

Proverbs 14:15

New Testament -

Romans 8:9, 8:14, 14:14

Titus 1:13-15

James 2:12

John 8:30-32

Ephesians 4:14, 5:26

Do not try to think of what I mean if you look over these references,

but try to feel the Spirits moving you to understand what they mean...

Welcoming the New Year...

When the New Year seems the only thing new in your life, perhaps it is time to relax, and reflect on the good times in your life. Obviously every year is no longer a great adventure waiting your handling of the good times to come, like the years before when life was a gift from god (or nature) you shared in common with your fellow human beings. Now it is the "is the cup half full or half empty" time of your life beginning, or being postponed until you are ready to face that day.
If you are ready, and would like a little helpful musings of that moment, by someone who decided at nineteen his glass permanently full read on... At nineteen I was ready for forever to begin. I was happy. I was young. I was alive and hey, isn't that what living is for? Just to be alive a wonderful thing to enjoy?
Life stretched out before me like time to spend on enjoying everyday possible, for life did not end in a grave to me, but was our gift as God's creation to enjoy from birth to forever.  Life, my birthday suit especially, as a gift from God in His image, little did I know then, or know much now, what part of our humanity is in His image (mind, body or spirit, or maybe all three?). Life was fun, I enjoyed being human, and did not yet know all the responsibilities of an adult, with their needs to be supplied, by anyone not choosing a life of service to God, as either priests or nuns, but like an idiot, I dropped out of college, became homeless, and unemployed. Was life trying to tell me something?
Soon life was not the party scene I had enjoyed for the past nine years of idle pleasures and indulgences, but then was a running balance sheet of bills and their paying, or doing without these billable necessities like food, clothing and housing. Life became neglected by me for nine years and was not embraced at nineteen as necessary to spend human, at least not alive...
Schizophrenia gripped me with its symptoms and detachment from the life ongoing around me for a reality that seems to exist only in my head.
In this alternate reality there was His Majesty God, His creations with their gifted children and me, someone who can dream and wish things were different but remained the same anyway. Life went on around me full of people like me I did not know (yes I even had a messiah complex for awhile), with empty hands, full hearts and nothing of value to anyone, not even myself.
My father, who has passed onto the mystery beyond the gave, gave me his single room rent controlled occupancy unit in The Village in Manhattan (little did I know what a luxury this apartment was, being it was only a room to me my father gave me while I was wondering about his offer to me of rent for a Bowery hotel room or a bed in a Bowery bed/housing center). I can only guess what went on in his mind, or how I must of looked, puzzled over what to choose. Of course, like an overgrown retard, I took the room without much thanks never realizing I was changing both of our lives. His to resuming a life He had outgrown, with years of employment in the same job, with good enough pay to provide his humble wants and needs, and me, from growing up and aware life is not a party but a position in a team of community in nature, where everyone contributes or feeds from, in our western civilization. Little do I know how life would have shaped me then, if dad had not made the call when others sent me away, no more the wiser I was not a spiritual entity, at least not yet, but a flesh and blood enough human to need things regularly supplied, or they would not last even three days, without water.
So my life went on, guided by dad to get a job, he did not volunteer the rent or food and other needs, but used their necessity to coax me to the normal life I was not sane enough to know was there, beyond the nose on my face, waiting for me to join the working class, or skilled labor class, if I used some time to grow more valuable to community than just my labor,
For twenty five years I lived out of touch anything or anyone lived a life worth supporting, let alone working to support, or pay for... Now fifty six years later, I could hate the way I damaged lives that cared about me by neglecting relationships, and not noticing all being done for me, because I only grew bodily, not mentally and wonder now even, do I see anything in a sane way?
So, as you ponder about your glass, do try to remember the life we live is not just ours to enjoy, but the product of labors, shared making things to share, by the business practice evaluation of the works done worth perhaps but shared just the same, the time and labor of each member.  Anyone not contributing is living on borrowed time, from the workers supported western civilization, where some hope to be every year, even if as undocumented laborers, as this life which some hate, and some take for granted, is not a gift like a pet rock, but a living "pet project" that needs regular feeding and proper caring for or will not be there much longer...
Just a few thoughts from one, who perhaps spent  too much time dreaming and living on insurance and otherwise charity the "west" can provide, but does not want to, I am slowly becoming more and more aware, as I try not to become the burden of my brother or sisters, I have been to now both my parents having moved back in with mom...
Training is in progress, to become able to support medical and other needs I share, with so many human beings, yes I have heard there are others out there, like me. Some even working their ass off to not become a burden. Little did I know.