God

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God is music. It causes something to stir within the human particles within its universe or sphere of influence.
The particles begin moving, thrashing and colliding until they coalesce into a sea of varying waves of expression.
A particle does not necessarily realise the awesomeness of this until they take a moment to change perspective and try take in and observe the living universe in its perceived entirety.
What do they see?

This image is not my own.
This image is not my own.

They see a sea if different bodies expressing themselves accordingly; but collectively, they are the expression of the music itself and it is the music that determines the quality and character of life in that universe.
But what the particles don’t all realise is that God has different expressions and although many worship music, others worship literature and art, and if you look a bit more carefully, you will find God everywhere.
Not all particles understand that music, literature, art and all the other Gods also have Gods, as do those Gods and so on and so forth.
This is the best I can perceive eternity.
So…
What God do you worship and more importantly, what kind of God are you?

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Projections

Projections of projections.
Two mirrors in parallel, reflecting each other to infinity.
That is all anything is.
Ripples and echoes of great concepts and archetypes.
Fundamental cosmic truths that become more complex with each ripple giving rise to chaos, which has become this physical manifestation.
The ripples are still there to observe and to learn from.
At the heart of every physical shell and husk resides a great concept. It is inescapable.
It is the cause, we and our existence, are the effect.
It is the reason we are.

Call it what you must

It is an all-encompassing white light.

We each are the mirrors, prisms and crystals;

reflecting, refracting and projecting who and what we are.

We complicate the white light by refracting into a spectrum of colours and then

reflect and project beautiful,

chaotic rainbows – a feast for the senses.

The chaos is an effect. An illusion.

It is in essence the same white light that encompasses all.

A thought on the nature of things…

I see words and language as symbols of greater concepts which cannot necessarily be explained, but we try. We try to convey the thoughts and images in our head using words. People are different, each understands and conceptualizes differently and therefore their outlook is somewhat slightly distorted to what you may see and understand. Some of us use art to interpret our thoughts and then convey what we have learned. Some people get it, others don’t. There is no surprise to me that there is so much disagreement and conflict in the world. That’s the nature of things I guess. I like to think we all believe in the same thing, we just label things differently, give slightly different symbolism for the same concepts. Perhaps some put more emphasis in the symbol (the physical) and tend to neglect the concept (spiritual). Maybe it is the concepts we should be mentally submersing ourselves in, trying to understand the concept by action. I like to think that this creates a balance between your physical self and your higher consciousness/spirit/soul whatever you like to call it.

I like to see the universe (existence/life/God/whatever you would like to call it) as a self-sufficient “machine” if you will. Similar to a pocket watch with all its cogs and wheels; everything the pocket watch needs to work, resides inside. If the universe is indeed self-sufficient, then every single cog and wheel within this grand universe is imperative for the universe to function. No matter how small the cog may seem, it will affect the cogs around it and in turn they will affect others and so on and so forth.

The universe is in constant motion, for it is the motion that keeps life together. Planets, solar systems and galaxies, all constantly hurtling through space, never remaining in the same place – forever changing. If the universe itself lives upon this principle of change or evolution, surely this concept relates even to such insignificant cogs such as ourselves, for do we not reside within the universe?

I like to think there is an unseen connection or thread that permeates everything in existence and it is this connection we should be seeking. If we understand and can identify the connections, can we not relate it to aspects of our personal existence? Perhaps the universe does converse with us on a daily basis. Perhaps our pride over the symbol prevents us from widening our gaze and exploring the concepts. We should not be so concerned what we call God, we should be more concerned with the concept and what it has to teach us. Too often its the names and symbols that hinder peace and love. Things are different, things are varied. Maybe it is that way because the universe has not stopped moving since it began. Perhaps it evolved from one simple concept, which gave rise to others but the connection between all is always there. If we can see past the differences and look for the connections the world, I think, will be a friendlier more loving place.

A thought on synchromysticism, expression and projection

Lately I have been doing a fair amount of writing and reading, which has led to much thinking. The other day I had a thought about entertainment, and how each movie, song or book (whether fictional or not) is an expression of the subject, which begins as inspiration either by external stimuli, or a thought/idea. I then started thinking about synchromysticism, which is, according to Wiktionary is:

The drawing of connections in modern culture (movies, music lyrics, historical happenings and esotericknowledge); and finding connections that could be coming from the “collectiveunconsciousmind“; and finding connections between occult knowledge (i.e. esotericfraternitiescults and secretrituals), politics and mass media.

Is it possible to read into the mass expressions of various people and cultures, their art, movies, etc and draw some conclusion on what is happening in our reality? This is of course a pretty big hypothetical, but just entertain my thought for a few minutes…

I’m sure you will all agree with me that there are basic principles, or laws of existence for anything to exist, for example, for every action there is a reaction. A basic principle. The content of the majority of movies, series, books, all abide to logic, that is to say they are not random images and audio spliced together. The plot of the story may be fictional, but the characters and the plot all take place in a logical way, as opposed to a movie being completely random, or nonsensical. If there are enough of these  expressive slices of logic from a wide, multitude of subjects, other than yours, then could it be possible to deduct a greater picture of reality?

Or perhaps another question we should ask ourselves is, what is and where does inspiration and imagination come from, or where does it exist? I have read articles by scientists who cannot definitely pinpoint where memory is kept, some even suggesting that it is outside of the brain. Is memory, imagination and inspiration (apart from external inspiration due to stimuli) all in our brain chemistry or is there credibility to an Akashic records? The Akashic records is term used in Theosophy and Anthroposophy to describe a non-physical plane of existence, where it is said that ALL knowledge of the cosmos, human existence and history are all contained, and is possible to interact with. This concept was popularized in theosophical movement of the 19th century and is actually derived from Hindu philosophy of Samkhya.

Could this be where we draw ideas and inspiration from? Could our global, collective expression simply be a projection of this non-physical plane of existence? What really made me think about it was something I read while I was researching about the ego, and I came across a piece of writing which spoke about ego and spirituality. The author (whose name completely escapes me) described an analogy of what spirit and of what God possibly is. They described spirit as the ocean and our individual living experience as the different waves, all part of the greater ocean, but made of individual experiences. Thus God would be our collective experience. If our art and expression is a slice of experience, would it be ridiculous to think that one can obtain a greater picture of our existence here on earth?

This is just a thought I desperately wanted to write down and get off my chest. It is an interesting subject I believe it is worth the thought…