posted on Aug, 7 2008 @ 07:41 PM
Me being a musician, where do you think your ideas come from? Science tries to tell us that our brains are only active because of a random chain of
chemical reactions that lead to our evolution up to this point, our conception, our birth, and our thought processes. If this is the truth, then what
the Heck is our consciousness doing being able to reason and use logic and create very precise and very intricately beautiful things? We should be
very random and chaotic and never be able to think nor conceive of anything. We should just be basically dead matter. We shouldn't even be matter.
Things can only "matter" to some intelligent force. This had to have been here since the beginning of time. You don't just throw a bunch of things
into a pot and accidentally invent an orderly universe filled with life and intelligence. It doesn't happen that way, and if we kept the wisdom we
had forgotten from young childhood, we would indeed laugh wholeheartedly at that absurd explanation.
I don't think scientists have had any successful experiments thus far of creating intelligent design through random chemical reactions. The Yugo and
the Pinto might have been exceptions, because those are both pieces of crap.
Like I was saying, I'm a musician. I write songs, but I never considred them to be MINE. I couldn't consider them my songs, when I considered how I
felt about them when I first wrote them. It was like magic... and then there was AMAZING SONG... and I would sit there in awe, playing it over and
over again, enjoying it like it was a song on an album by someone else. You could say that it was just your spirit... but where did your spirit come
from? Surely if you were born from another and they were born from another and so on and so forth back until everyone's tree meets in a common
ancestor, your soul is the same way. That is the common ancestry of the universe, the multi-verses the other dimensions of multi-verses, the parallel
realities, all matter, all ether, all energy... comes from one common source.
You can call the source whatever name you want. You can call the source Bob. We all come from Bob the Grand Architect. All of our thoughts and ideas,
all of our movements, all of our physicality, everything inside and out is the body of...Bob. Bob made good, Bob made evil, Bob made all the shades of
gray area in between. Bob is watching you. Literally. Put a bunny ear antennae on your head and be quiet. The show's on.
Just because you can't see beyond the horizon doesn't mean the Sun dies and falls into an abyss. The same can be said about your reality. Just
because you cannot see beyond your event horizon, doesn't mean things aren't happening above, below, or in between its particles, that you cannot
percieve where your current boundaries are.