Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 31

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 31

This entry is part 24 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

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My Failure As A Writer

I wish I could write a love story, or a drama, or something that made people laugh. My failure to do so is not from lack of trying. I’ve begun the process on several occasions, only to find the story turning to the dark side shortly after beginning.  

Darkness Is All I See

Darkness is all I see when I look into my mind for a story to tell. When I have a point that I am trying to make it is always easiest to filter it through a terrible lens. I suppose its the same thing with comedians. I have tried, so very hard, to give up the terrible tales that I tell. I even wrote a post about it called From Horror To Hope. I was being honest then, and I’m being honest now — I was a fool to think I could give it up and, even more importantly, that I SHOULD give it up.  

Giving Up Horror?

The point of giving up horror was to write for God. The narrative that’s been constructed for us is that there is a certain and particular way to go about that. That narrative is wrong. A thing does not need to have the words ‘God’ or ‘spiritual’ scrawled upon it to be of a Godly or spiritual nature. It is the intent of the thing that decides its place in the universe, not the thing itself. Everything I write — even the darkest of tales — is an attempt at finding the light in the darkness. Sometimes it is so faint you can barely see it, but trust me, it’s there.
Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 31

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 30

This entry is part 23 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

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Spirituality, At Its Purest…

Spirituality, at it’s purest, is actively working towards being a better person. I see people getting this wrong all the time. Some are smug, self-righteous little people that would rather tear someone else down than building ANYTHING up. Others are angry at God and disdain anything and everything that looks like it might make them think beyond their own material existence. Still, others are just sad and confused; weighted down by the burdens they carry and too tired to lift themselves up.

 

Everyone Walks Their Own Spiritual Path

Everyone walks their own spiritual path. This is true whether we acknowledge it or not. We can stomp our feet, wring our hands, and scream to the high heavens that it’s not true, but it is. And even though every individual must walk their own path, every path eventually presents the same set of guidelines that must be followed in order to walk any further; they are that we must flick all those chips from our shoulder, kill the materialistic programming that we’ve accumulated (since birth), annihilate our prejudice’s, and get to fucking work.

 

Spirituality Is Work

That’s right — work. Work (and by extension the works we do) are the key to it all. You can WANT to be a better person, THINK about ways to be a better person, HOPE for a chance to be a better person — all of that equals exactly jack shit if you do not actively, emphatically, consistently, and constantly WORK towards becoming a better person.

 

The Good News

Here’s the good news; ask and ye shall receive! Believe me when I tell you that is absolutely the truth. If you take a moment and ask God (the universe, the All, the sun; however you internally identify with existence as a whole) to show you ways to be better you will be presented with more opportunities than you can handle before you lay your head down that evening. The simple trick is learning to recognize, accept, and then act.

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 31

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 22

This entry is part 15 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

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The Truth About Me

The truth about me is that I do not know anything important.

I am an intelligent person. I know a lot of things about our physical reality. I can hold an intelligent conversation with just about anyone, regarding just about anything.

All of that means nothing when it comes to our spiritual reality. I do not know anything, for certain, about that. My guess is that is the way it is supposed to be — a never-ending journey tailor-made for each of us to help us find our way to the light.

The Truth In The Place It Matters Most

It is hard to admit that — especially in this venue. Here I am trying to build a site that encourages people to seek the truth and ask God into their lives, and stating that I do not know anything at the same time. I think it is important though and here is the reason why:

Anyone who tells you that they KNOW the answer is lying to themselves, and, by extension, lying to you. Our spiritual journey is intensely personal while we are still ruled by ego. Some things need to be fixed, and others that need to be changed. We can (and will be) helped along the way, but the work to be done is all ours — individual, intimate, and personal. Once the ego is no longer in control there is no-one in our physical reality that can be of any assistance — especially those who are still controlled by the ego.

Your Faith, Your Path — YOU

The truth is that — no matter what I or anyone else says — you have to find ways to develop your faith. Your faith will lead you to God, and God will lead the way. Everything else you encounter — books, religions, gurus, priests, rituals, etc. — are just signs leading to faith. It is up to you to read them and head in the right direction.

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 31

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 13

This entry is part 10 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

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I believe in God.

Now allow me to clarify.

I do not believe in and old, bearded, man that lives in the sky and registers any type of human emotion, response, reaction, etc to the things (for good or ill) that we humans are doing down here on earth. I do not believe God is gendered or corporeal. God is unknowable, unfathomable, and beyond reproach.

I do believe God is all. God is the first cause and everything else is the effect. God is vibration, vibration is energy, energy is light, and light is existence. You cannot comprehend God. You can only comprehend your relationship with God.

Religions began regionally to spread the word of God to the local masses in a language they could understand. Time went by and a greedy few realized the potential to enslave the needy many with threats of punishment and promises of reward in the hereafter. They cloaked the truth with dogma and began to build the world we now live in.

God is in and of all. The human distinctions we make (Jew/Christian, black/white, straight/gay, etc) are material markers that our small human perception uses to define the existence we find ourselves in. They are also the catalysts used by organized religion to control and weaponize our thoughts.

Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 31

Just Write Something Damnit — Day 7

This entry is part 5 of 32 in the series Just Write Something Damnit!

Author’s Note: If you have not read the first post in this series then all the rest will make no sense at all. Please click here to take a quick look at Just Write Something Damnit! — Day 1

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Life-Changing Decisions

I stopped going to church as soon as I was old enough to make that decision on my own.  Back then I had questions (as most children do) about God and our church (as most churches are) was a place of instruction—not a place to ask questions.

Too Hell With You

At one point in my life, I was convinced that my mother believed that I was destined to go to hell because I did not go to church. If I am being honest I still think she believes that. I don’t judge her for it—That is the way she was programmed. I am, however, at peace with the fact that I cannot change her mind one way or the other. It used to bother me to no end. I used to try to explain my deep relationship with God to her in hopes that she would stop worrying and looking at me the way she does every Saturday when she asks me if I will be going to church Sunday. It does not bother me at all now—that is her cross to bear, not mine.

Bullshit, and All That Jazz

The heart of this website lies in those lost, and lonely, moments I spent feeling like God did not love me because I was not like everyone else who was sitting in those pews every Sunday. It’s bullshit—plain and simple. I have known many good people that have spent their entire lives shunning God because they have been constantly told that God shuns them. I have also known many good people who have treated others atrociously because they did not fit their programmed opinion of who God approves of.

A Change Is Gonna Come

Here’s the truth: I (and others) will never be approved of by organized religion. That does not matter anymore. The masses are—slowly, but surely—waking up. They are realizing that it is not what you do one day a week in front of others (that believe the same things you do), but rather what you do every day of the week FOR everyone else that matters.

The Fear Of God

The Fear Of God

The Fear Of God — With The Eyes Of A Child

 

One of the harder concepts for me to come to grips with has always been the ‘fear of God’. The arrogance of my youth created anger and rejection in my heart whenever I was told that I should do so. I suppose it’s a natural reaction as a young person to believe (or to want to believe) that there is nothing to fear from your creator. It is a confusing message as well when an adult tells you that God loves you, but you should fear him.

Whether intentional or not there is a lack of clarification on these two, seemingly, opposite attributes of God. How and why would the entity that created us and loves us expect us to fear it?

Wrong Kind Of Fear?

 

From birth, we are conditioned to believe that fear is a negative emotion. We are taught to fear things that are bad for us. First, we fear the boogyman and the hot stove. Then we fear the bully in the schoolyard and the stranger on the street. When we are grown we fear the IRS and the next election. It is no wonder that someone saying that we should fear God illicit’s a negative response? That is all we know and there is rarely any further explanation.

When there is clarification it is usually structured as a form of control—fear the punishment for doing the wrong thing. This lack of clarification and abuse of messaging leads to the wrong kind of fear.

Right Kind Of Fear?

 

So what is the right kind of fear?

Imagine you are standing at the edge of the Grand Canyon. Now take a moment to think about what really lies before you—A true wonder of the world we live in. Think about the sheer size of the space, and the fact that the same space was once filled with the dense earth you are currently standing on. Think about the forces that joined together to create the wonder you are looking at—erosion, pressure, wind, water—and the time it took to make it all happen.

Now step right up to the edge and look down. That feeling you have as you gaze into the abyss—that it could swallow you whole and no one would ever know—is the right kind of fear. It is self-preservation, awareness of scale, and awe of immensity all wrapped up in one breathtaking moment. You do not fear it because it means you harm. You fear it because you could be harmed by it if you are not mindful of each step you take. There are a million ways to die inside of it because the physical danger is everywhere. There are also a million ways to live because the spiritual pleasures are just as plentiful.

All of these physical dangers and spiritual pleasures exist together in this space with no intent (either for good or for ill) towards you. They just are. It is up to you to guard yourself against what could hurt you and seek out what could help.

In other words, the right kind of fear is a positive force to guide you. It protects you from the pitfalls and the predators. It steadies your step. It keeps you safely on the path in an environment that is beyond your human capacity to either understand or control.

The Fear Of God — Understanding & Acceptance

 

Understanding this concept (in this way) was the key to freeing my heart. It allowed me to let go of my anger at the notion itself. My fear of God guides me daily. It strengthens my resolve whenever life starts to beat me down. I fear nothing but God. Everything else is either a negative to be avoided or a positive to be embraced.

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