Saturday, February 18, 2012

Son of the One

I have often believed in the past that I could stop masterbating and fantasizing anytime I wanted. I used to think that the only reason I continued to be sexually deviant was in order to “get even” with the System. In my mind, I would use the shocking nature of my behavior to lash out at those who would be shocked by it; my enemy, the complacent citizens that comprise the body and mind of the System.

I needed to believe those things in order to convince myself that I was in control of my life. I needed to blame society for all my problems in order to have any sense of control at all over my life. If I were to blame myself for my problems – and I did not know how I was to blame – which I did not, then the sense of loss of control would be overwhelming. So I had no choice but to either blame society, and retain an illusion of control over my life, or blame myself, and surrender all control.

Ultimately I learned that I didn't have to blame anyone. I also learned that I never was in control, and never will be! I witnessed directly the incredible intelligence that directs my life. I believe now in the ultimate benevolence of that intelligence, since I saw how all the pain and sorrow in my life have been the result of... loving guidance. The blows that caused me such anguish were delivered by the will of the ultimate craftsman as my life was shanped into a work of art that no human artist will ever mimic; a living, loving, faithful, adoring, Son of the One!

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Enemy Mine

The only way to truly understand the enemy is to become the enemy. If you are unable or unwilling to do so then you must resign yourself to perpetual conflict.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Black History

In the US, February is Black History Month. But, black history is my history too.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

No Easy Solution

I have often lamented the insanity and injustice of persecuting sex offenders. It is a form of madness that invariably leads to more sexually abusive behavior in our society while pretending to prevent it. But I have never offered any ideas of how to fix it.

The omission has been deliberate. I believe that once the insanity is clear then the sane thing to do will also become clear. But the “sane” thing to do is never something any human laws will ever be able to fully emulate. The only sane thing to do is to love and an accept an offender, then trust love to solve our dilemmas for us. It is a solution as old as time itself.

So the “sane” thing to do when someone rapes a child might be to simply kill the rapist immediately, out of mercy (since no one would commit such an act of violence unless they are badly wounded psychologically and in great “spiritual pain”). Or it might be to simply ignore the rapist and help the child. It all depends on what love tells us to do, not logic.

Logic is cold and incapable of compassion and understanding. So as wonderful as it is for solving scientific problems, it will never be able to solve our moral ones. (In fact, attempting to apply logic to moral questions is the very crux of the insanity of our so-called justice system. This is also why psychology, sociology and even anthropology should not be considered sciences at all. They are pseudo-religions and will never be anything more.)

(Originally written: May 10, 2010 – 12:45 pm)

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Wagering On God

Pascal wrote, “You must wager...Which will you choose?... Let us weigh the gain and loss in calling “heads “ that God is. Let us weigh the two cases: if you win, you win all; if you lose, you lose nothing. Wager then unhesitantly that He is.”

I have heard this argument before. The fact that anyone would actually resort to such logic in their attempt to answer the single most important question of their eternal life is appalling to me. It is a good example of how our foolish reliance on reasoning prevents us from ever experiencing that which is directly in front of us. I can hardly imagine that God, however defined, would acknowledge such a superficial attempt of belief. The wager itself is a copout, one that if taken, win or lose, will cause you to lose everything.

Knowing God should be no more of an exercise in reason than knowing your own mother, in fact, even less so. To question the existence of God is to question your own existence. There is no reasoning more complex than, “Cogito, ergo sum”, necessary to reach the required solution. If there is no God, then there is nothing. God is that that is; nothing more and nothing less. To wager on His existence is to wager on your own existence. It is a fools bet.