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Tuesday, October 03, 2006
I Spoke With God.

Quote of the day: "At any rate, I am convinced that He does not play dice."- Albert Einstein

     I spoke with God today, and He told me that you were wrong. We looked at the world, and the universe, and time, and I learned some things.

     I learned that "the world" is closer to nothing than something, yet still everything. We saw the birth of humanity and its destruction, and the joy I experienced in watching its conception was eclipsed only by its demise. We saw, together, that mankind's biggest successes and failures lay only in the most trivial of matters, and we shared a Holy Laugh at every stress, pain, relief, and joy in the world. Then I cried with happiness that you can never experience.

     I learned that "the universe" was even less significant than the world, and was given a glimpse of the expanse of universe after universe, each with physical and perceived properties that neither you nor I can ever understand. I was shown only ours, and I was grateful. We laughed the Holy Laugh at gravity, and physics, water and carbon. He showed me helium and we laughed at that too, albeit in a higher pitch. That made us laugh even harder. Then I cried for what is, what was, what will be and what will not be. But I was happy.

     I learned that "time" is not a concept but the ultimate anti-concept, existing and failing to exist only in itself, with no gauges, measurements, or perceptions. I was shown that time mimics itself, everything, and nothing, and we laughed the Holy Laugh. He told me that time was "an illusion, lunchtime doubly so," and we laughed at that too. I then cried for every care I've ever had about an idea that exists only in the minds of the insane, but I was happy because at least we are all insane.

     I thanked him for the ultimate benevolence, and told him I would see him at lunchtime. I think He is still laughing, and I think we should all follow suit.


Thought made ready... Battle Ready... by SinisterNinja


IMP
October 15, 2008   04:50 PM PDT
 
After reading this I think i will take my blog from the public eye. This is a wonderful entry thanks for linking it Deirdre
aedan
October 8, 2007   05:39 PM PDT
 
Sometimes I'm not so sure about this God fellow. There's a lot of bad in this world for him to be laughing so much. But your entry is beautiful all the same. Thank you for it.
Deirdre
January 11, 2007   09:43 PM PST
 
I still like to read this one. :)
Heather
October 19, 2006   04:14 PM PDT
 
I'm... speechless.

Makes you wonder just what we're doing to ourselves, to our souls, with all the social constraints and concepts.
Deirdre
October 13, 2006   08:40 AM PDT
 
Nice spam!
Cascokat
October 10, 2006   01:56 PM PDT
 
I can certainly understand why Deirdre had this entry tagged ... truly an awesome piece of writing, Sinja.

"I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors but I think that God has a sick sense of humor and when I die, I expect to find him laughing..."
Candy
October 9, 2006   01:11 PM PDT
 
*tear* simply beautiful.... just beautiful. It makes me homesick for heaven....
Xaos
October 8, 2006   06:21 AM PDT
 
day-um.
Mr. Buddha Magoo
October 5, 2006   01:43 PM PDT
 
I read this and felt self-concious about my own writing until I finally just reveled in the beauty in it.
Good one.
Beej
October 4, 2006   04:56 PM PDT
 
!!!!
Sinja
October 4, 2006   02:01 PM PDT
 
Thank you so much, everybody. I mean it. I was a little self-conscious about this one, but I liked it as soon as I finished it.

And I have been known to link myself romantically with a married woman from time to time ;) Lol.
Gloria
October 3, 2006   08:21 PM PDT
 
This is one of my favourite entries of yours, ever.
Beej
October 3, 2006   04:45 PM PDT
 
I left my actual comment on your myspace...sayin' :)

Also, would you be willing to date a married woman?
cross
October 3, 2006   04:17 PM PDT
 
I spoke with god today, and she told me to get more laundry detergent
spacenoodle
October 3, 2006   04:12 PM PDT
 
awsome. I mean you AND the post :)
randomgirl
October 3, 2006   04:03 PM PDT
 
whoa ;-)
the Jenster
October 3, 2006   02:32 PM PDT
 
That was possibly the most incredible thing I've ever read. Amazed really. Why have you not written a book?
anjelle
October 3, 2006   01:45 PM PDT
 
I just fell in love with God. (And, incidentally, He laughed when I said it.)
Deirdre
October 3, 2006   01:12 PM PDT
 
*amazed look*

How do you write this well? I want your secret.

Great post.
  



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