I used to be worried or concerned about a type of sister world, but at the apex of technology, called Babylon (see The Revelation of John), which used
to mess with the world here on earth, call them agents and powers and principalities wrapped up in some sort of cosmic dilemma, pointing to mankind of
all things, as if we were, and according to many especially at a place like ATS still are... key pawns in a grand universal controversy and
conspiracy, who's aim it was (still is..?) to enslave all mankind - been there done that got the t-shirt.
Babylon however, as an empire involved with "ruling the universe" through ritual magic practices aimed at mankind, eventually, after enough time
being held in in a continual state of observation, even by the infinite Godhead, and all Godliness and collective consciousness, the whose cosmic over
- fell, it fell to ruin in the mirth and charm of a secret joke told at the devil's expense, so down he goes, double bound and chained into the
Speaking allegorically, this "hero's journey" we are all on in the sense of this percieved battle between good and evil, and against all manner of
perceived and imagined powers and principalities in a purely dog eat dog (god eat god?) world, because it's played out relative to an absolute
objective reality, was worth it, every inch of it's sorrow and suffering, and broken dreams, because it broke us all, broke us down, and here in the
reelm where the love of God meets the human being, here is where the triumph is had, with a shared cosmic joke going up through the roof to the very
heavens and the shouts of joy of the angels themselves at our eventual realization and recognition (re cognition) or what is known as the revelation
of the sons of the God which the whole of all creation has been groaning in travail, as if in childbirth to bring to birth, so it's painful.
"The more that sorrow and suffering has carved into our being, the more joy we can contain."
~ Kahlil Gibran
So it's to our own delight, and then you have laughter and love in ALL DIRECTIONS, where indeed it is the last who are first, and the first, last.
Do we have the courage to accept that the whole of all creation, no matter what's our there, was made for the son of God because of love (that's us,
and the reason why).
Our fear is preventing us from cluing in to the truth of our existence and the true place of man in the creation, no matter how seemingly inscrutable
or unfathomable is the predicament that we find ourselves in (existing).
So there's great joy after the birth, at a new creation, even if only as the possibility of a re-creation, which when it comes comes in the form and
as fast as, the twinkling of an eye.