Some persons, upon encounter with philosophy and science and its superficial arguments, conclude that there is no God. They call themselves atheists. Thereafter, they are lost souls, grasping at straw for meaning. They must return to their real self, the union of God and his son as oneself to find meaning in their lives. My function is to go beyond traditional religion and offer these confused souls an explanation of God that is amenable with reason. Since I am particularly good at physics, if they want to approach God from physics I do so. After reading my writings, folks have no excuse not to return to their real selves, sons of God who are one with God. The below write up is a metaphorical explanation of that which cannot be explained in words. Metaphors represent something that cannot be articulated directly. Human language and speech cannot explain God, only experience of God, oneness, can convince one that God is real. To experience God, you must be like God. God is love, so, love all existence to experience God. Have a Happy New Year.
LIFE, LIGHT AND LOVE
I am life, light and love; I am one with life, light and love.
Life is one continuous thing; it has infinite units; however, the units are not apart from life itself. The units of life can be compared to the units of light.
Light is a wave within which are units called photons; wave and photons are one. Similarly, life and its units, you and I, are one continuous line.
Love can be analogically seen as the glue that holds all the units of life in connection with each other. Where one unit of life ends, and another begins is nowhere; they are all one life. There is no space, gap and time in life.
Life thus is also called spiritual light and love. All three names are the same thing. Life is the union of all things as one thing.
I am always love; I always love me and love all sons of God and love God.
If I am always love, how come I do not feel loved or loving towards other people? The answer is amazingly simple.
We are love but place blocks to the awareness of the love that we are. We cast a veil over love and do not see it or experience it.
We must remove those blocks, veil to experience the awareness of love, light and life that we are.
The block is the ego separated self.
Love is unified spirit self. We wished for separated ego self. We cannot separate from life, light and love because they are one continuous line with no breaks in them, but we can close our spiritual eyes and pretend that they have breaks, that there is a gap and space between people, between particles of light and light.
There cannot be a break in light, love and life, but we can pretend that there is one. Our lives on earth are pretense that there are breaks in love, light and life and that each of us is now separated from other selves.
The ego and body, space and time are imaginary breaks to the awareness of loves continuous nature, and life and light’s continuous state.
Ego space and time are fantasy, not real; they are imaginary, dream states whereby we take what is eternally joined and connected and imagine that they are separated into bits, fragments and parts, each separated from others and can relate to them when it feels so or not relate to them.
Even at the physical level our bodies are parts of light from the sun and all stars and are not separated from them; the food we eat, and our physical environment and bodies are all joined and cannot separate from each other.
At the spiritual level, all things are joined in one continuous line, or in one circle that has no beginning and no end.
Ego, space, time, matter, and hatred, fear and guilt are all means of making separated selves seem possible, but they are not possible.
I always love me and all people but imagine that I do not love them. All I need to do is stop wishing for an ego separated self and emphasizing my ego and I sink into the awareness that I love all people and they love me.
Love is all there is, so I do not have to do anything to experience love; all I need to do is remove what I did to prevent my awareness of love: remove my ego and identification with body.
SEPARATION, SIN, GUILT, FEAR OF PUNISHMENT BY GOD AND SELF PUNISHMENT TO APPEASE GOD
When I see me as separated from other selves and from the whole self-called God, I feel like I did something wrong and feel guilt. Feeling guilty and sinful I feel like those I separated from, God and other people, are angry at me and would attack and punish me.
I push that guilt and fear into my ego unconscious mind. From the unconscious mind they affect me. I feel evil, worthy of punishment, and punish me.
I punish me with pain, suffering and poverty. But if I accept that I am joined to all people and God then I do not feel guilty and sinful and, as such, do not expect to be punished by God and people. I feel one with them nd love them and they love me, and I live in peace and joy; I live in both material and spiritual abundance.
A course in miracles, a spiritual poem, written in Shakespearian blank verse, iambic pentameter, put what I said in prose in lovely language; in the introduction to the 1300 pages book, it says this about love:
“1. This is a course in miracles. ²It is a required course. ³Only the time you take it is voluntary. ⁴Free will does not mean that you can establish the curriculum. ⁵It means only that you can elect what you want to take at a given time. ⁶The course does not aim at teaching the meaning of love, for that is beyond what can be taught. ⁷It does aim, however, at removing the blocks to the awareness of love’s presence, which is your natural inheritance. ⁸The opposite of love is fear, but what is all-encompassing can have no opposite.
2. This course can therefore be summed up very simply in this way:
²Nothing real can be threatened.
³Nothing unreal exists.
⁴Herein lies the peace of God.”
December 29, 2021
A course in miracles was written by Professor Helen Schucman and typed by Professor Bill Thetford, both of Columbia Universe, New York; it was edited by Dr. Kenneth Wapnick, a clinical psychologist. The book was written in blank verse, in iambic pentameter. I find it difficult to understand poems. Therefore, I undertook to rewrite what it says in my kind of language, prose. My prose is obviously not as lovely as Dr. Schucman’s poetry. Each of us must write as his self. Dr. Ozodi Osuji.
Schucman, Helen (1976). A course in miracles. Mill Valley, California: Foundation for inner peace.