Church of the Quantum Spirit

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There is something which feels very important I want to share with you and have resisted publishing, if blogging could be considered so.  So, I have decided, and will do so here. In this writing, the essence of what I want to share is expressed through the stories and language of the Christian faith doctrine. There is every reason for me to say I am a Universalist, and from that, any single faith is not the only way, therefore this narrative could be retold within any doctrine, including those without faith, such as those knowing there is no God, but who possibly believe in the potential of quantum entanglement. Nearly everyone would like to think there is a One to be one with, an Afterlife, a place of infinitely interesting Peace. That's the topic. In this writing I hope to express a thought which came to me when I was 10 or so, dealing with conflict between linear time we live in and the timeless aspect of God, Heaven, the afterlife. This was a Great Paradox, a cognitive di

"I am" little cosmic joke.  YHWH I am now because of what I will do. 

You can't work in the past unless you save it. 

upon the horrific death of their son and daughter-in-law --in front of them in their car-- my dear friends are experiencing one of the darkest corners of 'Why?' any human may face.  so what is life? may be better defined as what it is not. and maybe, what we can, or not, control.  To be honest, I'm not counting on anything. Absolutely not. but, just to clarify: The only thing I count on are the things I can control. Which leaves out a lot: Death, life, health, statistics, probability, other people, risk, actuarial tables, maybe everything.  Part of me says I agree but hope springs eternal.  I reply to The Self, "but the greatest of these is love."  The rest are intangibles which are also usually symptoms of light psychosis. (hope, faith, trust, beliefs).   an Optimistic Attitude, however, is quite worthwhile.  so are encouragements from others.  each morning, each  breath,  each  bite,  each  minute of horror,  each minute of ecstasy, each blink, each sip, is a gi

sometimes we want to help someone else through a problem. that's paradoxical though, for one to solve another. not that it can't be done. that's what really adept counselors can do. and only if one chooses that path. however, fear of the process, and subsequent discoveries, paralyze most into stasis. it froze me for years. it was difficult and liberating simultaneously. indeed. the Great Deceiver, as some call it, does not evolve, nor would this imaginary spirit want us to, either. we are trapped in the ghosts of our past, and way too often or easily. we decide we can't change. that we are flawed at core, therefore setting us up to repeat the behavior that again, leads us to believe we are flawed. forgiving the self is immensely difficult. with equal benefit. It is said that forgiveness is not for the one who is forgiven, but for the one who forgives. When one is both the forgiver and the forgiven, it seems almost impossible. forgiving oneself.  it is, at the core, lo