random chance: I used to have a saying-- "No event is random if all events are the same event".
created in the image of God, I don't believe that it is just us that are created in this image, for God- if translated as "the process" of "everything", or something compatible or you know, everything... It just simply would not not be "in the image of", within the matrix of, yada yada... Found in reflection of.
Hard to put it to words. If within "everything" ("God"), everything "else" is, it (everything else) can be nothing but what began (everything/"God"-what is was will be always).
This goes along with why I consider computers a natural thing, even if man-made. There is no "artificial", really, unless everything follows that pattern. Sooner or later we might find it all, all patterns can be found together, in some way, like a puzzle to create one larger image (but the pieces must fall certainly, certain ways to see it). I feel like a child. I know, I must be scribbling, hey? Hey. Hmm. *jumps up and down, finds a ball*?????????????????
The "Image" is more prime, simple, than a human might be seen as, but there are common forms, and within this primal form, human form can be found. The human form is actually simple. It is an inevitable outcome. Sure, other life forms might exist built on the same basic patterns, and they are, and there might be some pretty exotic variations (for sure), but basically, we are all made in the same, with the same image. The same basic template, and it's pretty simply a-b-c, my intuition tells me (though I haven't grasped it how I'd like to in words or something/can't think).
That would be pretty crazy if "God" did end up being a "human". I have had the idea challenge me often. I have completely written the idea of God, and angels (and whatnot) off, but have since come back around to say, "wait a minute, it really could be". The human form is special, though. More so than a dog. Why? A dog can't build a universe. A human, with it's hands, can make more precise instruments. With it's brain, it can hone technologies to eventually reach a place where it can break
everything, seemingly (unless there are safeguards in place for this, which could be true, in some sense), or make everything.
Have you ever seen Lunopolis? It's a rather interesting movie... Just some ideas in it.
No other animal on earth that we have witnessed has anywhere near our potential (well, so it would seem), right now. There might be something higher that we haven't seen, observing us, watching us, perhaps even making it all up... I don't know, but here in three dimensions and whatnot, we are awesome. Really, awesome. Still, there are a lot of dimensions that I can't account for, probably, and things.
"God" can be interpreted as one and many
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Why would God be man? We can conceive of him/God. We can have the idea. We have no idea what dolphins think. On levels, things can change, as can my ideas.
But is God all conscious? I doubt it. I kind of think God would cancel out if it were all conscious. Kind of. I mean on levels it's all conscious, and so it would be wrong to say that God is not all-knowing, but that isn't really the entire picture. Then I keep on picturing this white speck (point) of light, very bright, pure white, that is God. Like the brightest light and it doesn't hurt your eyes. You feel like crying, but-and it's all good. I saw it on 4-AcO-DMT, and this is what I'm describing, sort of, but when I think of the all-knowing, all powerful God, it is that primal spark. The light. It's everywhere, but I argue. I don't know. I want to say, with confidence what I do, but I don't feel so confident always. This is a try. Maybe it just can't be properly said, or maybe that just gives me peace to say.
It's awesome. No matter how many times I curse God, she forgives me. He forgives me. The first time I cursed God, saying, to detail, "Fuck you God" and flipping the bird at the sky, and everything, was a day I was working, the summer after high school. I was driving for a job, and got angry because something caused my route to go longer, and I was picking up a friend- Mike, from the airport a distance away shortly. Everything was in a rush, and I was stressed. I forget how it boiled up exactly. I made it there, and picked him up, but was tired and probably high, so I wanted him to drive back- which he did. Then he hit a deer going 70 mph. My first car. Within hours of the first time I cursed God.
I cursed myself. To love "God", you love yourself, and what you plug into. Ahh.
