Which Are The “Illusions”?
FRI., APR. 2, 1999, 1:59 PM
A.S.C., 1ST PC.
This is the Easter season, Good Friday, specifically, with Maunday Thursday past and the Easter Sunday celebration ahead. In remembrance, this is the time during which I hung, nailed to the cross, the Savior, the Messiah, dying an unmerited, painful death on the cross. I did die, (sort of), but this is confused by the modern definition, developed because of “near death experiences,” that true death is that from which you cannot return… recover. So either My return, in bodily form on Easter morn, was an illusion OR My death was the illusion… OR?
The Scriptural story tells that I returned, with the same, recognizable body, not only not diminished in capacities, but with “supernatural” powers that either I didn’t have before or did not exhibit. I could eat, walk, and not only talk, but could offer a few “pearls of wisdom,” even in that short time of return.
Your culture, and others like it, basically perceive death as final, for the body, at least… dead is dead. There is less agreement on the continuation of the soul or spirit… with a few even avowing that spirit is an illusion. But probably a majority expect that soul or spirit does live on… but are there some evidences of this illusion or just extra-sensory perception by some?
I declare, as Holy Spirit, that death, while being a good physical reality, is a supreme illusion, because the fundamental reality is spirit, and spirit does not die with the body.
Hence, while I am not an avid proponent of so-called “ethnic cleansing,” killing of members of a relatively powerless “group” different from the “cleansers,” no matter how alike they may seem. I am not shocked and angered by such actions. For, while it is physically clear that bullets or other weapons can cause traumas which a body cannot withstand, the spirit or soul simply moves on and out of the somewhat restricting body. “Real” life goes on, for no body is necessary for such.
It is slowly becoming evident that there is an “illusory quality” to the desirability of fewer deaths… and more births. New approaches to postponing deaths from cancer, heart disease, and some infections are seen as wonderful, but the lauding is of an illusion. Deaths are essential for the continuing health of this earth. It is quite a gross illusion to proclaim that reduction in deaths is a sign of health. And I know that such a proclamation would likely be rejected by many, if not most, Christian groups.
Hence, it also is an illusion that your economic way of life is sustainable and that all who are in the earth should strive to function as your culture does. (You were impressed with the projection that if all present earth people were to reach the U.S.’s average standard of living it would require 3 more planet Earths than now exist.) It is an illusion that all could produce and consume as your culture does. The “model” is impressive, but not sustainable.
Yet it is difficult to know what to do now. It seems selfish to not be instituting some changes now to prevent larger disasters in the future. What can you do… to make life better for these grandchildren of yours, as they live out adult years? Is it an illusion that any actions now, by you, can make any difference? for the generation that are now children? Or… is it an illusion that there will be “a reckoning”… that adaptations will be made as necessary, and life will continue on, even better?
All right, then, what about Me as the devil’s advocate, proclaiming that this would be a “better” world without any illusions? Just straight, unadorned truth. I’ll just reply, to Myself, that there are realms such as this, but this one – the earth – is designed to have illusions, which do enhance spiritual growth (as well as being a stumbling block for some).
FRI., APR. 2, 1999, 1:59 PM
A.S.C., 1ST PC.
This is the Easter season, Good Friday, specifically, with Maunday Thursday past and the Easter Sunday celebration ahead. In remembrance, this is the time during which I hung, nailed to the cross, the Savior, the Messiah, dying an unmerited, painful death on the cross. I did die, (sort of), but this is confused by the modern definition, developed because of “near death experiences,” that true death is that from which you cannot return… recover. So either My return, in bodily form on Easter morn, was an illusion OR . . .
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