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Everybody has a last name
That is how we define being related, family.
We all have a dad, a mom, …and siblings.
But closest to our heart is our drive in life, what keeps us ticking, powers our heartbeat.
Some call it love, the Force, the soul, God, the conscious..
And still it is for every single one of us the same or the complete opposite, but it’s there !
That thing, that force is what we talk to at night alone in our bed or when we sit in the garden watching a tree and think things over.
Call it :
The brain and thinking,
Our soul and meditating,
The self and reflection,
God and praying,
The Force and powering up….
Fysically it’s a current in our brain that connects various braincells and forms who/what we are, our life, our actions, plans, dreams, sorrow, emotion,… happiness… and so on…
That brain, Force, soul is very personal it’s ours !
We can be locked in a lead box, cut off entirely of any external source, it wouldn’t matter.
We carry thar N/S pole/polarity within ourselves, our brain, our heart.
There is not a general “brain” that we can consult or that steers us. It’s the most personal of interactions of ‘em all.
Maybe, just maybe, our thoughts all connect somehow combine so to say.
One theory stated that if all people would think ‘peace’ simultaneously there would never be a war anywhere. Through vibes or waves we could think ourselves a better world. Who knows…
What we do know is that it all happens within, it’s our thing, it’s private !!
Talking to yourself, as long as we do it in silence, is how we process the data-stream we daily encounter, is how we function.
How great thinkers invent, how artists create, how technicians solve fawls, logic !
If one would call this ‘relatif’ God, then that would make this God the closest trustee in life. Having that soundboard, that therapist embedded, with 24/7 availability makes it our closest partner in life, for life !
Our diary, our memories, our plans, ambitions, love, we share everything with ourselves, obvious.
Sounds a bit silly, although self-reflection consists of only one person and does not make us a schizofrenic, no, nothing new there.
When we start sharing those thoughts with other people, dialoguing, naming it, we would never state the obvious in saying that our brain, our soul, our heart belongs to ourselves and therefor we are all built that same way, our computers are all wired in a similar way.
Meaning it’s an inherent process.
My brain.
My soul.
My heart.
…my God ?
As soon as we call it God instead of whatever other name, then aparently it all changes !?!
God is that part of ourselves which indeed a large part of the population chooses to name ‘God’.
Wether we are theïst, atheïst, Buddhist or other preference, nothing changes our thoughts, our introvert moments they are there.
Our closest relatif, even our dearest family member is ourselves, or that other part of me that I love reasoning with, get my thoughts in order !!
And yes, God has a last name, closer than a twin brother, that family member carries my name.
So, My name is Alain Himbrecht, and please allow me to introduce my ‘me’,… God Himbrecht.
The most powerfull , influencial molecules in my/our life.
I have it, you have it, they/we all do.
How you call yours is private and rather irrelevant.
The earliest scriptures talk about “He who has no name” !!
This inside ‘God’ can cure you, can kill you, make you happy or sad for life.
Teaches us, helps us.
The Power from within.
With all our technology and wisdom we are gathering, this still remains a rather unexplored domain.
Myths and esotheric writings talk about superpowers that can emerge from this double-me.
Todays world of trolls and haters makes those three letters G-o-d a delicate subject.
As opposed to an inner additif to our personality, the general image offers us little more than an old grey-bearded neptune/SantaClaus like old man on a throne with a book on his lap watching the world from the skies above
Stating that ‘He’ lives ‘in’ me reaks like blasphemy
That is how we define being related, family.
We all have a dad, a mom, …and siblings.
But closest to our heart is our drive in life, what keeps us ticking, powers our heartbeat.
Some call it love, the Force, the soul, God, the conscious..
And still it is for every single one of us the same or the complete opposite, but it’s there !
That thing, that force is what we talk to at night alone in our bed or when we sit in the garden watching a tree and think things over.
Call it :
The brain and thinking,
Our soul and meditating,
The self and reflection,
God and praying,
The Force and powering up….
Fysically it’s a current in our brain that connects various braincells and forms who/what we are, our life, our actions, plans, dreams, sorrow, emotion,… happiness… and so on…
That brain, Force, soul is very personal it’s ours !
We can be locked in a lead box, cut off entirely of any external source, it wouldn’t matter.
We carry thar N/S pole/polarity within ourselves, our brain, our heart.
There is not a general “brain” that we can consult or that steers us. It’s the most personal of interactions of ‘em all.
Maybe, just maybe, our thoughts all connect somehow combine so to say.
One theory stated that if all people would think ‘peace’ simultaneously there would never be a war anywhere. Through vibes or waves we could think ourselves a better world. Who knows…
What we do know is that it all happens within, it’s our thing, it’s private !!
Talking to yourself, as long as we do it in silence, is how we process the data-stream we daily encounter, is how we function.
How great thinkers invent, how artists create, how technicians solve fawls, logic !
If one would call this ‘relatif’ God, then that would make this God the closest trustee in life. Having that soundboard, that therapist embedded, with 24/7 availability makes it our closest partner in life, for life !
Our diary, our memories, our plans, ambitions, love, we share everything with ourselves, obvious.
Sounds a bit silly, although self-reflection consists of only one person and does not make us a schizofrenic, no, nothing new there.
When we start sharing those thoughts with other people, dialoguing, naming it, we would never state the obvious in saying that our brain, our soul, our heart belongs to ourselves and therefor we are all built that same way, our computers are all wired in a similar way.
Meaning it’s an inherent process.
My brain.
My soul.
My heart.
…my God ?
As soon as we call it God instead of whatever other name, then aparently it all changes !?!
God is that part of ourselves which indeed a large part of the population chooses to name ‘God’.
Wether we are theïst, atheïst, Buddhist or other preference, nothing changes our thoughts, our introvert moments they are there.
Our closest relatif, even our dearest family member is ourselves, or that other part of me that I love reasoning with, get my thoughts in order !!
And yes, God has a last name, closer than a twin brother, that family member carries my name.
So, My name is Alain Himbrecht, and please allow me to introduce my ‘me’,… God Himbrecht.
The most powerfull , influencial molecules in my/our life.
I have it, you have it, they/we all do.
How you call yours is private and rather irrelevant.
The earliest scriptures talk about “He who has no name” !!
This inside ‘God’ can cure you, can kill you, make you happy or sad for life.
Teaches us, helps us.
The Power from within.
With all our technology and wisdom we are gathering, this still remains a rather unexplored domain.
Myths and esotheric writings talk about superpowers that can emerge from this double-me.
Todays world of trolls and haters makes those three letters G-o-d a delicate subject.
As opposed to an inner additif to our personality, the general image offers us little more than an old grey-bearded neptune/SantaClaus like old man on a throne with a book on his lap watching the world from the skies above
Stating that ‘He’ lives ‘in’ me reaks like blasphemy
