Pick a table – any table.
Ask anybody whether it’s solid. They’ll all answer “yes”. Ask if it’s stationary. You’ll get the same answer. You can do the same with a rock. Then show them the table or rock through a microscope. They’ll realize it’s anything but solid and definitely not stationary. It’s made up of tiny particles moving at such terrific speeds that the entire spectacle appears to you, like old time cartoons in B.C. (Before Computers), to be solid, stationary objects.
It’s all a matter of perspective.
If you can understand that perspective controls your existence in this world and you control your perspective you’ll begin to understand the purpose of life and death. Or, more properly put, your construct of life and death.
If you’ve been following my occasional flirtations with philosophy, you’ve already come to appreciate that we are all sent here from God to experience relativity which is the missing piece (or, simply, a piece) of God’s absolute existence. I’ve also taught you that, as little pieces of God, you’re little creators who create your own reality.
You create experience by thought, word and deed. In order to easily identify and separate each facet of worldly experience, since there’s neither time nor space in God’s existence, we created time and space in this world. It’s humankind who produced calendars and clocks to measure the space between experiences. In reality there’s no time except now. Or, as you might say “tomorrow is promised to no-one.” There’s no place except here where you are.
Thus your life, which, in reality, is a single occurrence happening everywhere all at once, becomes, for you, little pieces of perspective that you need time and space to pick up and recognize.
I fall to pieces
each time I see you again.
I fall to pieces.
How can I be just your friend?
It’s all perspective!
So it’s time to read Matthew 7: 24-27 from a slightly different perspective:
“Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock.
“And everyone who hears these words of mine and does not do them will be like a foolish man who built his house on the sand. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”
That Rock is eternal truth. Eternal truth (“these words of mine”) never dies. The body your soul inhabits expires when its usefulness to God in this “life” ends but your soul, your perspective based on eternal truth, never dies.
When I was studying law, I convinced my sole study partner (a misnomer as we didn’t do much studying) to believe in a self conceptualized “Doctrine of So What”. It was really a coping mechanism for irritating exams we were forced to sit. The Doctrine asked the question “what if we fail?” The answer was another question “So what?” What’s the worst that can happen? We try something else. And what if that fails? So What? We try another life path. That Doctrine helped greatly with our mindset approaching exams which made it easier to succeed. It also applies to any anticipated life adversity. Because, at the end of any series of real or imagines bad options, the worst one will be, well, maybe somebody or something kills you.
So what?
Physical death is certain because, in the divine world, it has already happened. Your thoughts will decide when in your created timeline it happens for you. Everything in life happens all the time everywhere. Then the physical body dies and the soul returns to God.
That’s when the soul re-members (rejoins) absolute existence and everything actually happens at once. Thoughts are instantaneously converted into reality. There’s no need for time or space to experience thought becoming deed. If the soul thinks of your children it’ll instantaneously be with them. This is the reality of oft told tales of the bereaved “feeling” the presence of lost loved ones. This is why some of the more evolved among us get messages from little pieces of God that were individuals in this life using mystic tools to assist thought concentration.
Some scammers also use crystal balls and all sorts of eye-catching props to ensure that fools and their money are soon parted. But God speaks to all of us willing to listen. Real prayers are always answered. But real prayer is nothing more than concentration of thought best done in solitude. A multitude chanting by rote in a fancy building where cash collection is a priority isn’t prayer. It’s just an official way of scamming by hypnosis.
So seek solitude to pray. When you do, concentrate on good things. Don’t dwell on negativity. Your prayers create your perspective which creates your reality. Tranquility, which is God’s greatest gift, will be yours.
Songwriters Hank Cochran and Harlan Howard wrote I Fall to Pieces, recorded in 1961 by Patsy Cline, in my opinion still the best voice in Country Music. But it was anything but an instant hit. Even before Patsy decided to record it, the song was rejected by big stars including Brenda Lee. Patsy, who was working at the label offices at that time, asked to record it.
But even Patsy had reservations during recording. Brenda considered the song too country for her pop style. Patsy realized it was too pop for her slow country style but eventually warmed to it.
On August 7, 1961, six months after release, the song topped Billboard’s country chart. Eventually, it not only attracted countless covers, but also appeared on the country chart twice more for Patsy (re-recorded virtual duets), long after her death. Patsy died but her soul and her songs lived on.
I Fall to Pieces is about a woman struggling to get over a lost love and can’t find a way to pick up the pieces after breakup.
Life is all about picking up the pieces of your existence over time so you can experience all of this world’s relativity. Death is nothing more than a shift in perspective. Having achieved your part of the experience required for God’s completeness the soul has no further need for time or space. It returns to an absolute world where everything is immediate and everywhere is here. Thought becomes immediate reality.
So don’t fear death. Death is life’s most important experience. It’s a reward for achieving God’s purpose. The concept of a “death penalty” isn’t only obtuse it’s oxymoronic. This new perspective of death will help you understand why, although I’ve told you that you can do anything Jesus did, there has been only one recorded resurrection. The perspective shift that comes with death is so enjoyable; so perfect; that you won’t want to come back to this miserable existence we call “life”. You might send the odd message of comfort to loved ones but return?
Nah. Not interested!
In returning to the ants nest from which God had recently rescued Him, Jesus made his greatest sacrifice. He did it to prove to everyone that what he taught was eternal truth. His resurrection was more effective communication than any of today’s mass media especially those hosting phony preachers, jumping about like trained monkeys shouting repetitive rubbish at the top of their lungs. Quietly, effectively, Jesus proved his point by deed not yap.
Peace and Love.
Gordon Robinson is an attorney-at-law. Send feedback to columns@gleanerjm.com
