This is not the
title of a historical novel. It most certainly is what once made America so
great. Anyone who tried really hard could make it. There was always room at the
top. Was it always worth it?
No.
Anyone who concentrated on the
tangible, on money and material goods, would ultimately grow up to be a loser.
One day they’d have to leave it all behind.
Is there a way out?
Yes.
We take with us only our state of
consciousness—our emotions, thoughts, our ideas. The shelf life of all three is
much longer than that of anything physical. Amassing material goods would keep
up on the Wheel of Awagawan, or walking in circles. Round and round and round…
always repeating the same mistakes.
And yet the answer is so easy.
Once we realize that we’re
immortal we begin to collect only that which lasts forever, or at least longer
then our physical stint on Earth.
That’s what the Great Masters
have taught. Lao Tzu, Buddha, Socrates, Yeshûa… They’d all reached the same conclusion that “Truth would set us
free.”
None of them advocated poverty
but all advocated establishment of priorities. If we could derive pleasure and
happiness from things that are not physical, we’d have it made. Or, at the very
least, have a great deal to fall back on. We’d also stop being dependant on
others.
We’d become passers by. We’d love
what we see, we’d enjoy the pleasures the world offers us, but we wouldn’t
strive for them. We’d rejoice in whatever we were given. We’d work for the
pleasure that work gives us, we’d create for the pleasure of creating. We’d
need little to sate our physical needs, yet we never run short: magnanimity of
the Universe looks after its own.
This truth would make us
independent. It would free us from the rat race, from greed, from keeping up
with the Joneses.
That’s real freedom! After all,
we do have freewill!
On the other hand, the Universe
is still evolving. If so, then there may still be some Fundamental Flows in the
Universal Laws…
When first I filled the
glory of My heaven
With say… a billion,
perhaps a trillion stars,
I never thought, to My
great disdain,
You’d fill your streets
with just as many cars.
Just to enchant you; you my
favourite children,
I gave you love’n beauty,
above and below,
only to find, to my further
chagrin
that even I can make a
fundamental flaw.
I thought I’d made you,
truly in My likeness.
Hoping love’n beauty will
give you a great thrill.
Alas even I, Almighty as I
AM,
have erred, well… divinely,
by giving you free will.
See what Anne did in the Headless
World, the sequel to the Avatar
Syndrome. On the other hand, we each have our own, individual paths.
Yours may be even better.
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