God and Order

Our world is ruled by disorder. Ask a physicist why time is perceived as flowing in a direction and they will say it is due to entropy, which merely is a scientific way of saying disorder.

The universe is increasing in disorder (entropy), thus time appears to flow in the direction of past to future. In the past, there was less entropy and, therefore, more order. In the future, there is an increasing amount of disorder.

Take this from a cognitive perspective for a second. Your past is comprised of events that happened. They feel more concrete and solidly grounded in existence, because we know (or believe ourselves to know) that these certain events did in fact occur. Now, go the opposite direction and think towards the future. The future is ruled by probability. Thinking of the future from the present is like running probability simulations of what is likely, or possible, to happen in our lives.

The real question becomes: Why was there order to begin with?

In the opening lines of the Bible, it gives rise to the notion that, before there was light, there was a great void, formless and dark. In this primordial state, we find a state of complete individualization — even all the particles are in isolation, as to have yet formed a connective bond to one another.

It is this initial bond that fulfills the verse of “‘Let there be Light'” (Genesis 1:3).

A non-Biblical analogy is the science of your brain. Think to that first neural connection forming in a burst of energy. This initial burst of life cannot be understood, nor meaningfully explained. And, even if we somehow could meaningfully describe life itself, it would encapsulate all the words that have ever used to describe life. It would be all that ever was. Regardless of the mechanism of how, the result was that your brain formed neural connections and has continued to do so throughout your life forming neural networks.

 

Awaiting The Harvest

The time of harvest is near.
And though my body feels it may disappear,
I can still remember holding you right here.
I suppress the memories sometimes out of fear
That what I wish for and what I dream may never be real.
But, alas, I know not to make judgments off how I currently feel,
For I know,
In time,
I will be healed.
And, I know
Through your face
My future is revealed.

Think What You Become

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“The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.” – Matthew 6:22

“For as he thinks within himself, so he is.” – Proverbs 23:7

Cathexis is a term used in psychoanalysis which is the act of placing energy into a person, object or idea. This is in reference to your mental and emotional energy, but can more easily be defined as your focus.

This verse from Matthew references how your eye is what will fill your body with health and light.

But what is this really saying?

Our eyes are how we view the world. We are primarily visual creatures; however, visual sight is not the only way we see. We have the gift of thought, imagination and mental creativity that all take place within the sight of the mind. These wild imaginings and thoughts about the future and past all take place, not in front of our physical eyes, but center stage in the theater of our minds.

So, now let us turn to the second verse and apply the idea of cathexis. We have the ability to place mental energy onto the world around us and we do so all the time. We are thinking about our loved ones; well, we are using this mental energy to focus on them. They are then becoming a part of us. We also can do this for objects. We might spend all our time thinking about some new car and using our cathexis on this car, so much so, that we become it.

And that is the main point: You become what you focus on. This may not seem like a novel concept, until I say that I mean it quite literally. Our thoughts and the energy we use to place a focus make up our lives. Of course, we usually spread this energy around into many different people, objects and ideas, but not always. Sometimes there is a central person, object or idea that we focus our lives around. And this can be dangerous, or it can be glorious.

For if we prize something so much that we let it consume us and all our mental and emotional energy becomes channeled into it, then we become whatever it is. Therefore, if it is some material manifestation of this earth, we become it and we become bound to this world. But, if we consume ourselves with the idea of love and that turns our focus to loving people and using objects to help people, then we have been consumed by something that is much more powerful than this earth and we are liberated.

 

 

 

Living in Grace

Rejoice in the name and in the pleasure.
Deny thyself no more from the grandeur.
Allow thyself to play peacefully in the manger.
You are not without but filled with springs that overflow.
My vessel spills over from your grace.
What must I do to cope with such abundance?
What divine grace.
Should I surrender myself and seek thy face?
Or shall I quickly forget what you have given?
For I am nothing without you;
I am nothing without the gifts you store below.
Oh, glorious it is of your loving nature.
Your delight in giving is unrivalled.
But what you give is always right,
Even if it looks differently from my sight.
I have been suspect to the illusions.
I humble myself to your conclusions.

A Poem of Paradise

An endless deity.
A glistening sea.
I do declare,
This royal decree:

Where I search for my beloved has no words.
The path I travel has no roads.
I search and search but find no refuge.
Hope becomes a blinding force,
carrying me into the future on its outstretched wings.
Must I lose faith and look down,
I may fall and return to the ground
Yet, if I lay back and relax,
I’ll stare up at the moon with stars in the back.

Alas, as I come to a point of deprivation.
A point of dwindling down to man’s base state;
I do find:
A joy;
A light;
A safe haven.

Days, weeks, months, they all disappear.
As the warmth of your presence reappears.
Washing over me,
I lose all fear.
My life is transformed before my eyes.
As I replace lens with those of heaven’s skies.
I know not where this journey leads,
but time has become a river veiled by reeds.
Motion becomes my sense of change.
Your wants and desires take my reigns.
I seek to love;
And not to claim.
Where we lay,
I remain.
In this place is where I stay.
Through this love,
I learn to pray;
I am grateful for each day.