When sleeping gods awaken

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

….…Feeling like Obi wan Kenobi, about to fall through the floor, what awaits only my developed emptiness can help prepare me for, desires have built empires only to burn while their emperors snore, history is an old man, constantly fighting being bored,  is it just a series of events we’re measuring for, or are we holding it up like a wine glass to the light, so we can see something deeper to explore,  if our souls are eternal what do we need lessons for, it’s all a mystery that has us wandering at our core, what is to be said about an all knowing being that existed before existence, and the fact that our existence is losing its persistence.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 20th, 2025 00:40
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  • Mutley Ravishes

    I sometimes wonder, if "God" is an all knowing Being then why would It need a universe(s?!) to "know" Itself? A teacher once said that one needs a mirror to know oneself. So, do we have a Being that is all-knowing and at the same time doesn't know Itself?! I have no idea!
    I remember another teacher saying that this universe is the 84th in a series of 112. He was then asked what is the outcome of number 112? He answered that 112 will be "fully conscious." If that is true then we have a long ways to go!

    Mind-opening rhyme!

    • evenwheniLie

      …..scientists are now toying with the idea that we/our consciousness is helping to form the universe as we experience it… either way the mind can become real elaborate when it comes to fooling itself.. we chisel off a little bit of the truth at a time, create lies with truth until we see and at the same time justify what we see… thanks..

      • Mutley Ravishes

        That's an interesting idea! I read another guy saying that "Creation is finished," and it's up to us to bring it into "form." In other words, there's nothing to be created, only manifested on this plane and experienced.
        I've fooled myself so many times I've lost count! And yes, there's a whole lot of justifications going on.
        Thanks for your reply.



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