The word prayer has very clear religious connotations.
As for the "awesome power of creation" that's flowing through me...I've not seen any evidence that there's anything "created" flowing through me.
Well then, Dear Mal3volent...
Very glad that we have Mr. Merriam, and Mr. Webster to definitely clarify some terms for us.
It’s always good to make sure that what we think for ourselves, is verified through the pedantic constrictions of somebody else’s interpretations.
This is a planet upon which qualifiable facts determine our destiny, afterall.
Like: the Ptolemaic system.
Hey, was that a neutrino that just zipped right through you?
Did you see it?
I don’t see any evidence of them either!
I don’t “see” the microwaves that are sending supposed “signals” from my little iPhone, all the way to the other side of the planet either.
Energy is everywhere.
Stating that what you can’t see, “can’t exist” rather speaks for itself.
I have a friend who can read my mind... after awhile, it’s no big deal.
My Grandmother visited me after she died... no big deal.
My Father haunted his own house after he died... the POLICE had to file a report because of all the noise.
I can appreciate the need to base a belief system on what is immediately tangible.
It’s practical.
I was a severe skeptic myself.
Basically, I challenged the entity conveniently, and commonly referred to as “God” to prove “Himself” or “It” or else I was gonna commit to Atheism.
Totally SOBER... BTW...
So, something happened to me then.
Like getting hit by a slow bolt of lightening.
A friend saw me shortly after this event, and dropped to his knees.
Do I know what really happened?
No.
Coulda been a psychotic episode.
Hitchhiking back from a Deadshow in Eugene Oregon once, a guy put his hand on my badly damaged knee, ( I was limping badly, with a stick that I found on the lot as a “staff” to hobble along... ) anyway, this guy prayed on my knee.
I let myself believe that it was a “possibility”...
This was 32 years ago.
My knee is still healed.
Maybe being malevolent, is a defensiveness against what IS an often very mean, ruthless, and cold world.
Me too!
But there’s other stuff, as well.
Stare in a mirror, directly into your own eyes, and hold it till everything goes black.
Breath, hope, wish...
Give something to someone who doesn’t “deserve” it, and don’t expect anything in return.
Doing something nice, can be a form of prayer.
I can’t see my own thoughts, but I know they are there.
I can’t see sound waves, but I can hear.
Photons are divisible as particals, and come in waves...
What else could be true, that we don’t see?
A prayer can be a little ripple on the still water.
I just sent you one.