Monday, October 12, 2009

NO OTHER GODS


They came with their book and their fire sticks that could strike beings dead from many strides away for food or disobeying the rules they read from the book. The shock and awe that struck beings wherever such magic arrogance intruded its violent version of Gaia into their lives left them fearfully supposing secrets of her great spirit had been confided to these pale possessive people. As the trauma healed, the survivors among my people either became emulators of Gaia’s enforcers by pretending they too owned the part of her body wherever they lived or they moved further from such a dangerous rupture in the rapture of their symbiotic relationship as integral parts of that body.
Easter Island

Within the first new generation a few of those who remained in awe of and proximity to the strangers found one of the books they carried and quoted from as proof of their authority, and began to decipher the markings in it. They learned something more amazing than these visitors’ ability to uncover some of the infinite complexity of Gaia’s body; something more atrocious than how, instead of further revering the whole life of which she has offered them mere hints, they indifferently turn right around and begin using them against her as if only her matter matters and she didn’t exist.

Tipi, Turtle Island

The book turned out to be a fable by the protagonist and His holy ghost writer about the six thousand year history since His creation of Gaia, and the firmament in which she whirls, especially for a pair of little living action figures of Himself to whom He bequeathed it all as stewards of their playground, so long as they never became curious about the endless supply of food that was growing all around them in the garden or the infinite variety of fellow creatures by which they were surrounded. Apparently the creator left His inheritors unable to heed His only prohibition, this one commandment against becoming aware of their connection to their food and endless fun naming everything they saw. The first time they met up with another of the creator’s special creations, the shape shifting avatar of His antithesis, in the form that day of a serpent bearing the answers in the back of the book they couldn’t resist peeking. His wrath has been unbound ever since.

Talk about getting your insurance dropped for the pre-existing condition of having once inhaled in Los Angeles the day before the doctor finally decides to tell you you have a rare disease that can only be cured with an infusion of a billion dollars as empirical proof that there’s no loving creator that gives a shit about anyone —— much less one who thinks we’re all that special; except maybe as the afterbirth of impudent curiosity upon which to further avenge the sin of man’s original awakening. That's small potatoes. These early interpreters learned that the entire six thousand years, ever since that first question, has been saturated with examples of the creator causing disease, destroying entire cities with fire and drowning all life on earth but one mating pair of a trillion species on a boat he told a man to make for his family only. He even tried issuing ten more commandments, just to have more to punish them for violating. Talk about yer exploitive indifference of the elite.


Palenque, Mexico

They found the entire book to be filled with a history of a jealous creator exacting punishment against the punching bags He keeps within arms reach by occasional appeals to their egos promising for their faith rewards of a condo made of clouds and harp playing neighbors — no virgins to deflower, it’s not like that —after he finally grinds them to cringing meal; that they are His special, His most beloved creation and that what was for their own good somehow hurt Him worse than it did them. Ever hear that one before?

When that gospel of fear wore as threadbare as the NSA’s claim their secrets are for national security, some two thousand years ago, the creator wrote a whole new sequel, supposedly non-fiction this time, in which He created an extra super special action figure of Himself who He supernaturally snuck into the human dimension through a virgin wormhole to go out among the not all that special action figures to preach a gospel of love and perform miracles of sharing and acts of compassion right up in the grill of that ageless serpent the creator set out so long ago.


Machu Pichu, Peru

After reaping the karma that kind of peaceful action gets at protest rallies until this day, the creator's latest, greatest got himsaelf crucified, for which He also holds us all guilty, the fable became what is to still too recent a history to deny — The only historical record relative to the the second book’s protagonist's actually existing is the 500 year history of politics over its even being written and the formation of an establishment to enforce its letter: —— a yawning void admittedly filled by religious ad men devotedly putting together the greatest’s hits and pieces from undisclosed sources to smooth transitions between often contradictory essays by his fans and disciples in a brochure targeted at the compassionate guilt market which miraculously seems to appear wherever their search for unwashed heathens to convert chooses to be guided by the hand of the creator. Imagine that!

After due contemplation weighing their own ancestral tradition of Gaia being a consciousness of whose body my people found themselves to obviously be a part, balanced against this cruel myth from which these pale players take the part of their creator when reenacting His good god/bad god routine every day everywhere whether their symbol is a cross or a dollar sign, my people decided that those who could stomach rubbing elbows with the intruders would live amongst them as an exeample of respect for Gaia, just as they always had and still remain undetected as someone needing conversion. It was easy, their lifestyle was too gentle to be noticed by these warriors. The rest would retreat from owned lands to live in full relationship to mother, Gaia. This decision was based on the idea that these pale people are no more than another kind of human being whose ancestors thought survival training must include the nature of Gaia a danger to be conquered rather than revered and respected as fellow elements of her body, as we always have.


Ankor Wat, Cambodia

Now my people are many more, and paler than the old ones of whom I tell today. Our plan is slowly working. For the past six hundred years or so most of our people have gone deeper into the wilderness wherever those symbols start making speeches while the more curious of us integrate invisibly into the wound their culture makes, living as we always have amongst them.


Igloo, Frozen Turtle Island

Over this time we have found an interesting connection to a possible reason for their antagonism toward nature and their penchant for making permanent, dead things out of great portions of Gaia’s living tissue. Believing nature was the enemy who must be outsmarted with clever devices would come much more readily to a portion of humanity trying to survive a sunless ice age for many generations than to the rest basking on tropical shores eating the fruits of the Garden of Eden, living in temporary homes in respectful recognition of Gaia’s hurricanes, eruptions and heavy seas. Not long after they invented totalitarian agriculture, their suddenly exploding population had expanded out of the cold and was building high-rise hotels like walls around every shoreline as a private beach. Oh, yeah.

New York, Turtle Island ($64)

As the invader’s progeny of today notice the color of the people they bother to notice at all seeming to be getting darker, we notice the skin of all the people headed for caramellow as our number grows less from babies than from we who get it and become my people as surely as I have. It is never too late to become indigenous in the community of the mind.

We are where we are naturally, so all we need do is be natural where we are by not acting as if we could possibly own wherever that is — it’s all Gaia admiring herself through myriad eyes seeing their various versions like a good yawn and stretch feels to my body.

Have a good day and love your mother.



Addendum: As an unsolicited testimony to the effectiveness of the subliminal influence my people may exert upon the collective consciousness that is Gaia, I swear I did not know until just now, 7:53 PM, that today is Columbus Day. I felt a small sense of anxious urgency to finishing it, but that is pretty common when a post is bound to gore a few oxen.

22 comments:

Brian Miller said...

i am a ragamuffin myself, my religeon is love, not lost upon the altar of mechanical ritual. nicely written. tell mom i said hi...lol.

Anonymous said...

Nice one Dood.

And a note on your addendum. I noticed on my calendar that Columbus Day had been changed to Discoverer's Day, attempting to be more politically acceptable, but still portraying the concept that this land, beings and people needed to be "discovered" to be proven to exist. Or as in so many similar discoveries, "worthy of salvation" from the garden that was there all along.

Being raised Christian, I see how so many Christians want to say that the Christian God promotes compassion, but our history clearly shows the unfortunate truth that most of His children have missed that calling for one that promotes arrogance and control in His name.

Maybe the day, if there must be a holiday to urge this Christian dominated nation to ponder its history, should be called Repentance day, where we all admit and reflect on the fact that our actions are, and historically been self serving, forgetting the last two Christian commandments that refer to loving/respecting your neighbor, not coveting your neighbor's land or otherwise. This includes not "discovering" a neighbor/area so as to claim complete dominance over it.

I still agree with you Dood, that if there is a rule to follow at all, it should be the Golden Rule.
Respect, Respect, Respect. That is compassion.

A

Yodood said...

Brian, I'm delighted at your visits and feel we speak of the same meaning of love while coming from quite different literary directions.

Amber, I'm glad you chimed in on this. You and Lilwave are the only Christians who respond to my religious rants, also from vastly different directions.

About that "discovery" thing: whether it is a quark, a galaxy or somewhere in between, there's someone who will sell it to you with no idea of it's intrinsic value within the context where it was discovered. Only price, no value.

Anonymous said...

Dood, Glad that you didn't mind my two cents, even though I have a strong Christian upbringing. ;) I feel that I understand Lilwave's angle, and yours too, as you well know.

I do come from a different direction though, because unlike most Christians who defend themselves fiercely, I accept that ALL RELIGIONS were created by man and therefore MUST be flawed. On the same note, instead of believing firmly in one God or another, or denying one God or another, I personally accept ALL Gods and concepts as equally valid and deserving of respect.

After all, people of different beliefs are obviously inspired by the same forces (energy/cycle of life), we just disagree on how it came to be, and what our relationship is to it. We are all currently beings of the living world, so for anyone to claim to KNOW what is beyond our perceptions is true arrogance.

To me the concept of God at all is simply man's attempt to define something that is to us, indefinable. And since humans always fear the unknown, to me all religions are simply an effort to "know" and interact with the seemingly unknowable. With the best intentions, we attempt to harmonize with/ appease/ understand from the strong desire to KNOW, but really it's from the honest human desire not to fear what is unknown.

To pretend that we know, (because of repeated rituals, instances written in a book, relics that seem to offer tangibility, or simply because our neighbors and parents thought so) somehow offers many people comfort. And those who defend their narrow perspectives aggressively in my mind are simply afraid of stepping out of their comfort zone and admitting that they may not know their place in the world after all.

You my friend, shed these religious arguments like clothing and feel relieved knowing that regardless of who or what is "in charge", ultimately we are animals of this earth, of Gaia, and that is all that we need to be. Period. Like the John Lennon quote, "life is what happens while you're making other plans", I believe that for the most part, people and religious efforts are missing the simple truths, missing the forest for the trees as it were. There are bits of truth in all of our perspectives, and I'm standing naked there beside you dood, in my humble acceptance that there is more to know than can be known.

So I run with my gut instincts of love, respect and compassion, and hope that others will lighten up and realize that good will only come from being good to ourselves, to each other and to our Earth. Call IT what you want. But in my mind, no one has the right to call anyone else wrong.

Peace.
A

troutsky said...

great work. Like the other Lennon said: imagine no religion.

Yodood said...

Trout,
Imagine no one doing unto us before we do what they think we'd do unto them — all for our own good; religion, government, the majority, interpersonal preemptive projection of and protection from their own nightmares onto strawmen.

Lilwave said...

Please know that the words I write are not in defense of myself but are of the deepest love for you. This is not about me wanting to be right about anything but rather me not denying what I have found and the desire for you to see it too....

When man uses his own agenda to manipulate the scriptures of the Holy Bible the outcomes from his selfish motives are not and have never been what Christianity is. Your unbelief is not of God but rather your inablility to look past the actions of men to see there is a God. Men are fallible indeed.
Just because man has misused and manipulated their so called God given power or rights doesn't mean that it has anything to do with God. It doesn't change truth nor does it mean that God isn't who he says he is. If true Christianity was only based on rituals, instances written in a book, relics that seem to offer tangibility, or simply because our neighbors and parents thought so I would be the first in line to say there is no God...BUT...that is not the case at all. The Holy Spirit is real and does have divine interactions with those seeking God. It is a spiritual thing and not a thing of the flesh. My prayers do go beyond my walls and when answered leave me in awe. Even though you cannot know, with certainty, the final outcome of anything that has not happened yet or things beyond your perception, you can still know God, as he is right now, without any doubt. The closer relationship to God one has the more trust in God there is. I trust that his words in the scriptures has given us truth but you have to dig much deeper for understanding than just reading the latest greatest translation. Prophecy is being fulfilled based on what has been written. That should at least make one curious to search it out for themselves.

Yodood said...

Lilwave, know that my love for you is limitless and what I say is no more than an ongoing attempt clarify a holy smoke screen that keeps us from seeing each other directly.

"When man uses his own agenda to manipulate the scriptures of the Holy Bible…", "Men are fallible indeed."

Written by one who believes the bible entered the world as supernaturally as the savior dude did. Men wrote the bible with manipulation as THE AGENDA, and it worked on everyone who belives it was written by a holy ouija board.

"The closer relationship to God one has the more trust in God there is."

The closer I work with anyone, the less my ignorance of them must be bridged with trust in them, not MORE!!!

Lilwave said...

I do love you with all my heart!!

"Written by one who believes the bible entered the world as supernaturally as the savior dude did. Men wrote the bible with manipulation as THE AGENDA, and it worked on everyone who believes it was written by a holy ouija board."

The Bible is Gods agenda which was written based off of events recorded by those who also had a relationship with God. It was written through divine inspiration. If Gods word was truly followed we would have world peace and love for all living things. No manipulation involved. If it were a lie God would reveal that to me just as he has revealed many other lies and truths about my own life. The Bible has never been proven as false by anyone. It is disputed only based off of opinions and theories.

"The closer I work with anyone, the less my ignorance of them must be bridged with trust in them, not MORE!!!"

This is only a disagreement of what trust means. I don't want to get caught up in how something is said but rather what is being said. Trust to me is knowing someone won't betray me and reliance that they will do what they say.

Yodood said...

"Trust to me is knowing someone won't betray me and reliance that they will do what they say."

I see this as using trust to place a burden on someone you are supposed to love to always be whatever it is you have decided they are and they are so articulate that they can always know and say the truth. First you are expecting loved ones to be psychic and obedient to whatever they divine ison your mind. Second, you are expecting something only your professed sav — expressing the truth. Personally I think everyone can see the truth, no one can express more than their particular version.

For you to say the bible was written by divine inspiration as if it was the only thing so inspired, you are confessing to a whole world of inspired literature of which you are dismissively ignorant. If you were as compassionate a Christian as you claim, you could open up to the idea that even our exchanges here are so inspired.

"If Gods word were truly followed …" we'd all be scared shitless to move!!!!

Yodood said...

that was: …only your professed savior was supposed to be capable of — expressing the truth.

BTW Just thought I'd mention, of all the inspired literature in the world, divine, satanic or otherwise, the bible is by far the cruelest, bloodiest, egoistic, vengeful, spiteful, hypocritical of any yet discovered. I though to take a picture of my cabinet full of religious sacred books, but I can't send it via comments, and I'm really not sure anything will shake whatever has found itself attached to your windshield.

Lilwave said...

Arguing what truth means is irrelevant. Look up trust in the dictionary. Problem solved.

"If Gods word were truly followed …" we'd all be scared shitless to move!!!!"

I'm sorry you feel that way. That is not what God has shown me but rather the opposite of that.

"the bible is by far the cruelest, bloodiest, egoistic, vengeful, spiteful, hypocritical of any yet discovered."

Did you read it cover to cover following each event from its beginning through to its end? Did you truly seek God while doing so? You don't even have to answer this for me but rather for yourself. You can say anything but all of the truths of your heart are only known to you and God.

You already sent me a picture of your library. I just wonder, did you seek out the deity for each one and do a comparison of one against the other? Did you find God being the same in each one? It's one thing to read something and an entirely different thing to apply it to your life.

With or without the Bible, God is still there. God doesn't need confirmation from us to exist. As I've said before, God is more than the words printed on paper.

We can agree on one thing...I will never be separated from God. Whether you accept me as I am or not is up to you. It doesn't change my love for you.

Yodood said...

You could tell me you found god in a dog turd and I'd understand better than your claims for the bible.

No, Lilwave, I read none of the books searching for god. I think that HE a ridiculous concoction to avoid responsibility for our own actions. I read them to try and understand this compulsion of people to blame everything but their own lack of integrity. In the process I came across Buddhism which threw the responsibility right back where it belongs for the god following Hindus, on their own karma. If I was looking for god, I'd just close my eyes, give up initiating any action until being told what to do by the spirit that moves me, realize it has my voice, and go about the rest of my life as I have 'til now. Happens every time.

Some people are born without arms. Some people are born into families with a god growth festering in them. I missed out on both. And there's no one to thank.

Lilwave said...

"I think that HE a ridiculous concoction to avoid responsibility for our own actions. I read them to try and understand this compulsion of people to blame everything but their own lack of integrity."

If the only thing you got when you read the Bible was that people use God as an excuse for their poor actions and lack of integrity its hard for me to believe you read the Bible at all. God helps us see ourselves as we really are and to take responsibility for that. He teaches us to walk in love instead of hate, anger, pain, or loneliness. If you didn't seek God out then how can you easily rule God out of existence? You just read a book is all.

"If I was looking for god, I'd just close my eyes, give up initiating any action until being told what to do by the spirit that moves me, realize it has my voice, and go about the rest of my life as I have 'til now. Happens every time."

And it will continue happening every time until you decide to acknowledge the Holy Spirit and ask God to be a part of your spirit. He has to be invited into your life according to your willingness for him to be there. He will not force himself into your life.

"Some people are born without arms. Some people are born into families with a god growth festering in them. I missed out on both. And there's no one to thank."

No arms??You've always had arms and the family you were born into all know God. You didn't miss out on both, you just chose to turn your back from them. It is unfortunate you are thankful for that. They are beautiful people.

Yodood said...

The family I was born into did not need or have a god in their lives any more than I do today. The fanatacism about Christ you get from Sue's children is by their family's influence and their knowing no other way to behave, just as it is in yours after you were sealed away at the Doswell's. I know, I know — it was your own choice much later, or as you would probably prefer it: god chose you, but it was after growing up in Pascagoula, a town with only one brand of saints and sinners, Christian. You had little choice if you didn't want to be a sinner.

So you say silently closing one's eyes to seek answers and waiting to be told what to do doesn't qualify for your idea of seeking god, eh. The alternative would be to have some specific deity in mind you prefer to be led by rather than accept whomever might give enough of a shit about your life that they will beam words into your head/heart. For me, I am the only one who does or should care that much, everybody else is wrestling with their own lives except those who think they're so right they try dictating their morality to others.

If all you get is "He teaches us to walk in love instead of hate, anger, pain, or loneliness." out of the bible, it is hard for me to belive you read it at all. You just poured all your anxieties into a book you read, that's all!

:Arguing what truth means is irrelevant. Look up trust in the dictionary. Problem solved."

With this "this is this and that is that" refusal to understand the context in which a word is used as an indication of what is meant, there's probably very little poetic license with which you won't argue, because that's not how the dictionary dictates it to mean. Pretty sad. Problem perpetuated.

Lilwave said...

If all you get is "He teaches us to walk in love instead of hate, anger, pain, or loneliness." out of the bible, it is hard for me to believe you read it at all. You just poured all your anxieties into a book you read, that's all!

The events in the Bible that take place do include cruelness of men, blood shed, and vengeance but don't miss the heart of why it happened. God delivered many people from those who tried to destroy them for serving God. If you were responsible for a tribe that was going to be killed or enslaved because they love you would you protect them?

My definition of trust....
Relying in the integrity of one to be who they say they are and will do what they say they will do. Honest, not deceitful.

If I am right about God...would you want to know?

Yodood said...

Lilwave, I have no doubt you are right about whatever you say is right — FOR YOU!!! You probably don't lie to yourself. But I wouldn't think of burdening you with the trust that you will never change your sworn to be hermetically sealed mind or feel betrayed when you do.

If I were someone who could possibly feel betrayed by trusting his genes, I could feel betrayed by your forming absolutely indisputable conclusions about anything, much less hokus pocus in hebbin', but I don't. You don't owe me a thing for my love of you, not even if I'd been there your whole life would you owe me anything.

Your dismissal of god's wrath as protection of his own gullible believers is just another example of the original atrocity of his punishing Adam and Eve for daring to be curious, unstead of taking His word for everything under threat of his bloody justice.

No matter how many players are in the game, no matter how many god defends against the rest, god is supposed to have invented the game and made all the people, some of them unquestionably obedient to the rules of the game, some so curious as to discover the game is all it is and they can walk and talk and — miracle of miracles they can think!!! if they actually leave the sacred playng field. That playng field is in a vastly larger world called nature.

I come very close to what you call trust, belief or faith in the theory I hold dear that: we are all made of the same cosmic stuff, assembled by generally the same process right up until we hit meat space, and from then on we have to deal with the hell Christians and other believers in a creator/controller of man's fate (of which conveniently they've appointed themselves the enforcers) have made of heaven or move back out to heaven in the wilderness away from such cultural myths and pompous preachers.

Lilwave said...

Trust is never a burden unless you are living a lie.

Yodood said...

EXACTLY MY POINT. The entire civilization is made of people living the burdensome lie of attempting to maintain the lofty trust of loved ones knowing they have no wil, desire or care to behave that way on their own. Everybody is made to feel guilty for coloring outside somebody else's lines. What bullshit. And the god myth started it as the fashionable way to regard each other. It is horrible to me.

Lilwave said...

God didn't start that. People did. Many have a desire for power and attempt to control others. People use many tools for this...not just a claim to Gods power. Its manipulation.
It is the misuse of ones relationship with God that just happens to be the most damaging.
I'm not sure why people live in such fear of others who aren't like themselves. It is the diverse pieces within each of us that makes the whole.

The times I felt guilty were the times when I failed to be myself or when I took action before I had worked out the truth within myself.

Yodood said...

"God didn't start that. People did. "
So you don't belive god created the world??? And if he did he must have started the people you blame for starting anything??? You can't have it your way.


I give up. You have me arguing about whose fault man's problems are, god's or man's when the overwhelming evidence of reality is that man invented god to control other men, but the story was so lame only people needing an excuse for having no responsibility for their own actions can or need to believe it.
I might as well debate the implications of the Jabberwocky except the world isn't all that fucked up by Reverend Dodson.

Lilwave said...

LOL...