This is how we perpetuate the illusion. Illusion necessary for not rehashing the looming truth in the horizon. Yet this said is both analogous. Why? Because the truth we dress up, cover, is not on the horizon but instead it lies within. So disturbing, so disturbing that it outfits our “reality”.
This is why we love stories, films, books…..
Listen to this; Escapism. Yes, we complain that “life” is so stressful that we require our escapism. Be it a book, be it sports, a film, a hobby and guess what? We can tack on to that, substance abuse, but the point is that this is the real “Conflict” within; IE Our primordial seemingly eternal ongoing ignoring of the presence of the Void within. Yes, the cause of all of our misery, human turmoil is the “Innate”, unaddressed Void.
The significance of the presence of the Void within is that we yearn for what we lost in the Garden of Eden; The Life of God. His spirit. For that is real Life and not this table we are on which is but a place of pretension, where we run free creating fiction.
The Sky is falling.
Every time we open our mouths, that we prance demonstrating “some new thing”, espousing it, embellishing its benefits, whether it be a new song, a new invention, a new commodity, in fact, all of our pastimes are given voice from the Void within. Desperation, mere acts of desperation. Feel free to translate all we do into us literally saying, going about as Chicken Little did when warning that the sky is falling.
I know; You say to yourself that this is too depressing, too morose. “We were having fun until Killjoy walked into the room.” Mr. Killjoy; Miguel.
Build the wall (not Trump’s wall), the one which will feed the Void within. Don’t you see that this is why we need “Purpose”; to substitute for the absentee Life of God within.
And this is why we hoist up the banner of “Perfection”, make of it “the little god”.
“You know me….” we say with pride (with a bullet in our chest); “I’m a perfectionist.”
“The quest for perfection is born out of imperfection”
Criticism, blame and fault finding feeds the Void within, seems to contradict our plight. We make out of things “Right and Wrong”, this is our swan song. As we dress up the children we are instructing them. The impinging presence of the Void within gives voice to instruction, but if we had God as we did once upon a time (not a fairy tale) before father Adam forfeited the Life He instilled us with, we would have nothing to fear.
For it is due to superstition, that we hurriedly go about instructing, again, it is the presence of the Void Innate that gives rise to creation.
“But aren’t you asking us to be perfect?” It would appear, yes….
What in truth I ask is that “You be conscious”.
“Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.”
These things were told us in anticipation of the coming of the event of the Cross. For purposes of accounting. Self-assessment. So that we conclude our inability to accomplish these things. So that we see our fallibility; the Voided State within.
Our need of God. His Life.
Seek ye first the Kingdom of God. Instruct your children as you dress them, instruct them about God and not what the heart fears superstitiously in nature. The superstition born out of brokenness, attempting to substitute for the absentee Life of God.
The Love then that you will lavish upon them will be a healing love, a powerful and Liberty in Christ proclaiming Love.
Let all we do be in anticipation of the reward. Matthew 25:21 His lord said unto him, Well done, thou good and faithful servant: thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord.
We criticize, find fault, and blame in order but to counter the Void within. It is a morose reflex, dark, sad and due to a predisposition. Open Self (your Soul, your being) up to God.
Christ died in our stead that we might have access to the Life of God, a different creature altogether.
11 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.
Thank you for the visit, may God love you and bless you.
I can be reached at; firstname.lastname@example.org, and
https://email@example.com, and at Facebook as Miguel Angel Oquendo. (Mickey, of Huachuca City, Az.)
Or you can contact these folk; Rev. Bob Schembre (Missouri), or Ministerio APG (My Brother, Pastor Angel L. Oquendo, Spanish and English, Florida) both on Facebook.