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*In my remembering vision forty years ago I arrived upon Earth as spirit in order to create physical entities through imitation and mimicry. Obviously I didn't know I was here to do that. So when I found myself doing that without some sort of envisioned plan, it didn't appear to be so sinful to leave them to their own devices for greener pastures. How was I to know the Dragon's Tail would come and split my copycat creations into halves?
According to my vision I arrived upon Earth as a point of radiation that was dualistic in it's make-up from first awareness. It's "outer" aspect could be looked at as if it were a mythical cornucopia, since all possible forms are derived from it as their only source. From my inner perspective of this mythical source, the unending variety of products it presented to the seeker can't be separated one from the other from the inside out. There is no plural anything from the inside out. There is no "they". Everything is one thing and there is nothing more to what is than pure being. It is me. I am is it.
The fact that I label it dualistic is due to these two perspectives. Outside of the pearl all possible "things" can be deduced individually, but from the inner perspective looking out, all the possibilities outside it's event horizon are non-existent.
Within the auspices of the pearl, I am arrived here only to discover other pearls of it's own ilk. We were all stuck here together. I began doing what the pearls that proceeded me did, and they included my new-found behavior in what they did, and like an electron cloud the pearls populated the Earth with the creatures they generated by imitating wot was sot before them in real time.
When the entities we created through imitation and mimicry didn't help us get back out into space where we had been before, then we abandoned those entities and they hopped off without souls. But, another powerful event happened that was apparently beyond the control or intent of the pearls themselves. It was the momentary arrival and then departure of a lightning quick life-changing flash of some energy some seers call "The Dragon's Tail". It swept through the whole of the earth dividing the pearl's creations into two equal parts, but not the pearls.
That's the part of my story that seems to have changed for me in the last couple of weeks. Ere now, I've say-id that the pearls were split into halves also along with every other living entity on Earth. Now, I don't believe so that strongly. The pearls to me are forced to create their quaint entities as themselves by the existence of a vacuum that appears for some undefined reason to call them to it. God hates a vacuum, and the pearls are those entities that were sent to fill those vacuums up.
The part of this new insight that renews my flagging interest is how the soulless entities created through mimicry and imitation, and then abandoned as un-useful, started looking for their other half immediately once the Dragon's Tail swished through the sensory dimension. The energy each half used to find and integrate that which once made them whole wasn't apparent to me until after I had abandoned my copycat imitations of their own devices. As far as I was concerned, our intimate relationship was over.
What makes me wonder about how I got things figured, currently, concerns whether the two halves looking to rejoin each and be-co-me atoned denigrates the need for any further intervention from me, optional or no. I seem a little miffed by being found as useless now as I found them then. My children don't need me anymore, and I seem unable to intervene. It's probably a good thing.
Honestly, I don't actually know whether I can intervene with the entities I left to survive however they were able. I haven't had the interest or the initiative to do that even if I could. However, if these entities were divided by eternal forces beyond my control in order for them to gain control by their separation angst, thus creating a replacement soul in my stead, then I might change my mind and decide to act as a jealous god, but I suspect such behavior might be futile.
What I am really curious about is whether my subjective role, as I've interpreted it, is not so individual as I seem to think, but is rather a part of a larger process my understanding is too small to grok? It wouldn't surprise me if that were the case. I too have sinned. I have been blinded by the light.
It wouldn't surprise me if my understanding was considered to be that small by the very people I wanna impress. I just had an old friend stomp out of my house claiming to be totally disgusted by my lack of respect for his ideas of reality. He got all pissed off and disenchanted because I accused him of being what he accused some other person of being. I guess all the pundits who have judged my character previous to right now were right when they claimed I don't know how to act. How can I possibly measure up to his expectations? Another one bites the dust.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
