In which a mystic attempts to explain religion

I had some thoughts this afternoon that crisply gave answer to something spiritual. I thought to post it. However, like all I share, I felt it would be misunderstood.

Hence, my crisp, poignant thoughts take the essay form and certain ones who could benefit might well not follow.

This is a story-line of my life and I don’t necessarily feel bad about it. Therefore I will post as I feel needed and let chips fall and bygones be bygone far away. My original thoughts will bury themselves somewhere in the body of this “essay” which leads and follows and I can only give clues for you to identify them ahead of time: it is based on a common stupid question and the typical stock answer. You who have intelligence can figure this out for yourself.

I did think on this crisp idea more at the time and after the time, right away, and, of course, I mentally created some more needed additions. Then, I was stricken with the compulsive need to explain myself, which is what will follow this and precede that. Time elapsed too, and time changed even the course of the explanation itself.

You see, I have this reputation as a cynic – a sarcastic cynic if you will. There are people who seem troubled by my supposed cynicism, especially as it pertains to matters of faith. I would like this record corrected, if possible.

For I am the opposite of cynical. I am of a very high vibrational cosmic spiritual level and I am always taking measures to transcend the common material human essence some call “existence”, however feelings-based and chemically-constituted and chemically-reacted that physical/material “real world” may be. Spirituality and spiritual development are very, very important to me. This is no cynical ploy. Helping others is also a key part of my nature. To put it short: I care. To put it lengthier shorter: I am what I am.

So, some would say – and maybe not say – but I can hear the silence say – that if I’m so spiritually “evolved” and high-vibrational (whatever that means) why do I feel and act so superior? Why am I so dismissive? Why am I so preachy? Why am I so sarcastic? Why am I so cynical? Why am I so mean? (Especially to nice people)?

And yes, I understand that this “dialogue” is largely in my imagination. I am aware how highly sensitive I am. But, I tell you verily, I am very adept at picking up the unsaid things. Occasionally these things come back as sharp “helpful” criticism from “nice” people. Occasionally you can actually see the “advice” that underlies the unsaid. I was raised in a very “helpful” and “nice” community environment, you see. It’s in my training, my very ‘heritage’, to pick up on the unsaid – for my own “wellbeing” and for my own “good”. Believe it or not. Or else don’t believe me.So I can only say in response or in imagined response that I am open. I am spiritual. I like openness. I like spirituality.

I’m not out to create minions. I don’t want to tell anyone what to think. I’m not out to “save” you. I do want people to cast off the narrow-minded physical-world littleness of binding heaven by binding so tightly things on earth. I do want general (and spiritual) openness to a looser freer cosmic earnestness to prevail. I am keen on the cosmic Realm of Wisdom/Kingdom of Heaven! I believe it’s the eventual destiny – over the very long unfathomable term – of creation. I could just have this all for myself and keep it all to myself and think “screw everyone”, but this will be cynical. I’d rather just be myself, share myself, and promote open spirituality and point out the narrow-minded hurtful stuff when and where I see it. If that’s too political for you to take then I’m very sorry for your aching head but like you heard me said I’m not guilty. (That last 16-word bit being a direct George Harrison song reference).

This brings me [unexpectedly, for I was free-lancing again!] to what I originally wanted to say.

I need people to understand my views on religion because I think they are grossly misunderstood (I was thinking just before the launch hour).

It’s simple to understand. It goes like this:
To me religion is one stupid question asked over and over again. It is one stock answer that is even stupider than the stupid question ever was.

I’m seen how this has been institutionalized. I recognize the dark power involved. You are free to see the opposite.

The question: “Why is there evil?”The answer: “Free will.”

This gets you nowhere spiritual. This makes you dependent. This keeps you down. That’s how I understand it. And the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again (for thousands of years, in this case) and expecting a different result.

That’s what I think about religion.

And then topping this off and adding further unfathomability is to explain the spiritual in human material form so that “people” can “understand”. Institutions formed by committee explain the freely given (good news!) as a “bargain” a materialistic exchange in very existential human terms “explained” for “understanding” purposes like some sort of Sicilian exchange. (Bad news for most. Good news for the ‘insiders’ only). And people buy this hook, line, and sinkhole. That only makes it worse. What’s the point, then, of transcending the material? Why would Jesus ever, then, say something like “do not love the world or anything in the world”? These explanations are so much “of the world and in the world.” These explanations should not be loved much less bought into. But this is what ended up being loved by hurtful people who wrest the mantle of “good” from earnest spiritual ones. Hoodwink, bamboozle and sinker. Religion is a Catch-22. Religion is cynical. Religion is hurtful. Religion excludes. Religion creates “heretics” (i.e. the earnestly spiritual). Many mystics have been killed as heretics. I’m a mystic too. You don’t have to believe me and if you plead the 2nd on me and kill me it won’t mean a thing and it won’t help advance spirituality by an iota.

P.S. Love is the answer and you know that for sure.

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