S
SAINTAN
Guest
Life is but a dream, reality is an illusion of existence, the words that we form to are the illusions that we care to live in. But if you would step away from the divinely-twisted and beaten path you would realize this. Step out into the green, by a river bank, feeling the soft dirt between your toes, listening to birds chirp and the trees gather breeze.
What sense would you come to if you lived in that illusion all your life--a life without worry or care, but clarity of thought? Would you come to realize that the world is a jumble mess with false delusions of grandeur? Everyone is either good or evil in this world. But you step into the green world that I described and the whole world disappears. The illusion is shattered and you come to realize that nothing in life really matters, you step into whatever dream you like...but you can't because others have already dictated the dream for you. It is a struggle between good and evil. God and Satan. This and that.
But once you step back into the green dream along some river bank, dirt between the toes, birds chirping, trees gathering breeze, you would soon come to realize, if you could just learn to let go, that God and Satan were full of themselves--that nothing in life really matters in the green dream.
Life is but a dream, reality is an illusion of existence, the words that we form to are the illusions that we live in. If it were possible then any dream that God could have come up with would have been our illusion of existence. But you say this world is the will of God, then I would say that your God has a sick and twisted will. No...it's because of Satan. Well, I don't see Satan pulling man's strings. Live in whatever illusion you care to live in. Your will to savour God, shall I show you your eternal lot--it is between the white and black spiders. My eternal lot is near a pleasant stream having a pleasant dream.
You can say that reality is not an illusion but is very real. I can tell you differently, all of this that you see before you came from the imagination. Your own sick and twisted illusions of existence.
For instance of your false illusion, you say that a diamond has value. I say you live in la la land and only believe that a rock has certain value. In truth, a diamond has as much value as a blade of grass. To live your lives a lie is the certainty that I forsee throughout all eternity for yourselves.
What sense would you come to if you lived in that illusion all your life--a life without worry or care, but clarity of thought? Would you come to realize that the world is a jumble mess with false delusions of grandeur? Everyone is either good or evil in this world. But you step into the green world that I described and the whole world disappears. The illusion is shattered and you come to realize that nothing in life really matters, you step into whatever dream you like...but you can't because others have already dictated the dream for you. It is a struggle between good and evil. God and Satan. This and that.
But once you step back into the green dream along some river bank, dirt between the toes, birds chirping, trees gathering breeze, you would soon come to realize, if you could just learn to let go, that God and Satan were full of themselves--that nothing in life really matters in the green dream.
Life is but a dream, reality is an illusion of existence, the words that we form to are the illusions that we live in. If it were possible then any dream that God could have come up with would have been our illusion of existence. But you say this world is the will of God, then I would say that your God has a sick and twisted will. No...it's because of Satan. Well, I don't see Satan pulling man's strings. Live in whatever illusion you care to live in. Your will to savour God, shall I show you your eternal lot--it is between the white and black spiders. My eternal lot is near a pleasant stream having a pleasant dream.
You can say that reality is not an illusion but is very real. I can tell you differently, all of this that you see before you came from the imagination. Your own sick and twisted illusions of existence.
For instance of your false illusion, you say that a diamond has value. I say you live in la la land and only believe that a rock has certain value. In truth, a diamond has as much value as a blade of grass. To live your lives a lie is the certainty that I forsee throughout all eternity for yourselves.