I try to imagine God. Have you tried? Its a fools task; who can possibly devise the image, the being, the substance of God? Well, the great thing about playing the fool, is that you’re free to try things that everybody else would look down upon, because of their need to keep their pride intact and the societal sense of maintaining a world where “de rigueur” rules are the club that maintains order. Only fools are brave enough, or perhaps vacant enough to go against the flow.
God is not what he was a moment ago.
God is movement and flow.
God moves from perfect unity,
to a dividing and scattering,
of the seeds of being.
God has moved from Oneness,
to multiplicity,
yet this multiplicity remains held by Oneness.
The closest material essence that God embodies
is Fire.
Why Oh wise one is the Holy Spirit,
wrought as a being of fire?
You’re right,
only a fool would have embarked on such a journey.
God is you, and me.
And all that we move within.
God is a mighty vibration
whose resonance brings forth substance
out of nothingness.
God is also magnificent, living light,
God is also embodied by living, breathing truth.
In the End, everything will return to One.
God is like breath;
He|She draws in and breathes out,
without thought or toil.
And we the Human move upon the breath.
You are God.
In the same way that you long for love,
In the same way you long for companionship,
you reflect God,
as his Spirit rests,
within your being.
God is you looking out upon the world of being,
And is the world of being looking back at you.
Yet God is more, and totally beyond,
this fools description,
and less as well.
God is perfect rest.
God is power withheld and denied.
God’s essential essence is love.
God loves what He|She has created
Even when He|She is hurt by the creation.
He|She sees the end from the beginning
And the beginning from the end,
for there is no time within God.
God is the creator of a perfect system,
to develop the character,
or the attributes of His|Her children.
God loves quests.
God purposely sacrifices,
God denies His|Her power,
All for the sake of you and me. And if you are still,God will come,
And bring you gifts beyond understanding.
God loves dogs.
God loves the being that flows,
God loves beer,
as it flows into you,
is both the beer
and the tongue
that tastes it.
And from out of His|Her heart of love.
Most of all,
for some fucked up reason,
God loves us most of all.
God is us, you and me,
flowing in
and flowing out,
like the Ocean,
the tides
ruled by the moon,
the Human
ruled by God,
the Human as God.
Bizarre the thought of it,
conceived by the fool,
who in his foolishness’,
cannot comprehend,
that he is God,
and has always been.
For nothing diminishes,
nothing is lost,
all is One,
all being remains,
to be transformed,
by my beloved,
all of my being
loving held,
forever,
and forever
within your loving touch.