Nam-lu-u-lu (the human condition): Humans were made from the blood of a rebellious god (We-ilu) mixed with clay. The divine in us is our reason (temu) and the human in us is our tendency to end up supine in a coffin (mortality)
We’re supposedly, “made in the image of God, as special as God, as creative as God”. Darwin came along and reminded us of our humble simian origins, summable to talking apes. “I am an ape, I’m an African ape, I’m proud to be an African ape. So should you be Bishop”
I thought about that a lot as a child, and I was taught that if I wanted to learn something new then it was my job to challenge the information that I already had. The way I share ideas is naturally different from most people that I end up around, so when I have questions I end up pursuing the recorded ideas of others to compare what is considered reality already and the ideas that I form. Throughout my experience I’ve formed the belief that anything is only as random as the intent present in the foundation of it’s own physical placement in any environment. Anything is only left to chance if the energy used in the process of production is absent of direction at the time of release. The absence of intent is the creation of discord, I believe we’re not meant to understand it and the punishment for seeking absolution is the delusion that becomes a barrier between fulfillment and experience. It’s difficult to look within and most people seem to find comfort in shallow reassurance but I can’t relate so this is what I’ve come up with so far.
We are the perceptions embedded into our own bodies. When the body dies, the perception also dies. The world and universe is in the perception. When one’s perception dies, one’s own world and universe also evaporates into total oblivion and nothingness.
The living perceptions witness the world events, other bodies and the deaths of other bodies.
However, each perception cannot perceive any other perceptions. Perceptions communicate with other perceptions using the languages and actions.
