On Enemies and Hate

I find it interesting that sometimes, the person we would like to be is often contradictory to the ideals we have for ourselves in the present – and if we are honest, we would usually like to be the people whom qualities we hate. I think this occurs because that which we hate, we hate as aspects within our selves that we have been conditioned to hate, and somewhere deep inside of us we would like to undo that conditioning and just be. It means having that option back, to be whatever we wanted to be, before we resented ourselves for trying to conform with whatever law that was introduced to us.

However, it is this resentment pressing into our self-concepts that fuels the desire to unite; it reminds us of the evil of separation, but without the nature of separation we would not be conscious of the joy of union.

Lamentations III:52 = 777. “They have chased me sore like a bird, that are mine enemies without cause.”

“It is easy enough to be friendly to one’s friends. But to befriend the one who regards himself as your enemy is the quintessence of true religion. The other is mere business.”

Sorrow & Creation

And now, a brief essay in four parts on the continuation of Sorrow through the vicarious curiosity of the Martian rover Curiosity, whom celebrates the most loneliest birthday in the galaxy every year by singing itself “Happy Birthday.”

  1. Why this is so sad: It is the ultimate metaphor for a being/creation abandoned by its god/creator. To make things worse, there are only a small number of these creations, all placed far apart from one another, and all there with a job from their creator. All they have is a job in a world full of loneliness. What a selfish god!
  2. Why this should not be sad: The creation is neither separate from the creator nor the materials of the creation. We, too all have a “job from our creators:” and this is True Will. True Will is also one with the creator and the materials of his creation. It is a cycle without sorrow so long as we are consciously part of creation/the creator/the materials of creation.
  3. Why is this so sad to me: I, being human, identify as a creation with needs due to having been given consciousness–Love. The rover, having been programmed to sing itself “Happy Birthday,” implies a cruel joke on behalf of the creator; whom created the rover with the need of an acknowledgement of its existence (through a birthday song) but then subjects the rover with no hope of true acknowledgement–hence it sings the song to itself.
  4. Why this should not be sad to me: The rover, whom was built with love and sent with love but is not conscious, Knows Nuit without separation. It lives eternally in Joy, having never been separated from it. It has within it, Hadit which is synonymous with the creator, and is an extension of the Will of the creator. Is the concept of this rover so different from the disenfranchised masses of people everyday who question their creator, not Understanding that they have never been separated?

29. For I am divided for love’s sake, for the chance of union.
30. This is the creation of the world, that the pain of division is as nothing, and the joy of dissolution all.
31. For these fools of men and their woes care not thou at all! They feel little; what is, is balanced by weak joys; but ye are my chosen ones.

We are conscious and because of our consciousness, we believe we are separate from the universe. This illusion of separation is what brings all suffering. The answer to the question of why we are conscious instead of being like the rover, is because we are both creation (of the universe and ourselves) and creator (of ourselves and the universe).

“The Man delights in uniting with the Woman; the Woman in parting with the Child.”

The “Child” is like the rover, the “Woman” is the scientist, and the “Man” is just the scientist before he reached his potential to become a scientist.

In other words, the creation delights in uniting with the creator; the creator in parting with a “new” creation. This “new” creation, as the cycle continues, seeks to unite with its creator, and so on and so forth.

Antepenultimately, “creation” is only a word for Change. Humans are the result of a change in the universe, and we grow up to change ourselves and the universe.

Penultimately, “change” is only the appearance of change. Forms change, but the substance remains.
Ultimately, “substance” is the totality of existence, which includes non-existence.

27. …O Nuit, continuous one of Heaven, let it be ever thus; that men speak not of Thee as One but as None; and let them speak not of thee at all, since thou art continuous!
28. None, breathed the light, faint & faery, of the stars, and two.

Attachment to Existence

We grow an attachment to our own sense of life, with it, our sense of self; the ego must exist for survival, but the metaphysics of the ego are only constructive for our sanity.

What is existence? Something that must relate cohesively to something else. Do ‘I’ exist? The I is the ego and it serves it’s functions, so yes – There can be no separation, i.e. to ask whether the ‘I’ exists without me, it cannot because it is a constant and crucial part to the concept of ‘me’ anyway. Words are defined with more words; hence a language exists but the words are the constructs and exist insofar as they contribute to language.

I went everywhere and nowhere and all along I just remained.