Neo-one: So God, why are you so needy?
God: Listen child, I am the Supreme Architect of the Universe. What do you mean, needy? Have you bumped your head or something?
N-one: Well, you make your followers fall on their knees and praise you and beg you and tell you how great you are, and every single Sunday you make them come together and holler and shout to your glory. You mean to tell me, you really need that many reminders?
God: Look child, I don’t think that you are seeing the real picture. People from all over your planet swear that I’ve told them this and I’ve told them that. They write tons of books about what I am supposed to have said, when in fact, I have been so busy running the universe, I really have not had time to talk to scatter brains. When do I have time to talk to a bunch of dummies that cannot possibly understand what it is that I need to actually talk about? I am busy maintaining the proper relationships between planets, stars and everything else that is out here. Running around behind some nutty humans and fixing the list of problems, that they create for themselves, is one thing I have no time for.
N-1: So, are you saying, you don’t need all that praise and glorifying?
God: Now why in the universe would I need praise? Look child, I know I’m God, people are the ones who need a reminder.
N-1: A reminder? What kind of reminder? Last time you sent a reminder to this planet, people had to deal with plagues, floods, famines, and all kinds of misery. I think we’re just fine down here without any your reminders, Lord.
God: No, no, no, you See, that’s exactly what I am trying to convey to you, talking to a dummy that does not understand is truly hard work. Listen son, you’ve got this all wrong. Let me try to explain some-things to you. Ever since you were born into this particular existence you have been receiving images of whom and what I am. The images have been force-fed into you, by your parents, your preachers, your holy books, religions, and what you call culture. You never constructed an image, for yourself, of what God is, or, for all that really matters, is not. Humans because of how they must be created are too young to understand at birth. As an infant entity you simply accept the images that are given to you by others. Then, as you began to grow older, the brain begins to pull these images together. You are being programmed into the thoughts that you will imagine. Until you have enough mental strength that will allow the capacity for you to develop a personal concept of what I am, you are at the mercy of others. Once you are able to start to think, for and with your-self, you can then begin the journey that will help you to KNOW THYSELF. Until you are on this path of self- development, for the self, you are constantly in a position where you must believe and trust others. Now that you are older it becomes the time when you must stop doing childish things. It is childish for you to confuse what I am, with what you believe that I am. This is a source of much confusion for your species.
You see, right now, you are imagining me. You are imagining me as a nice old white man up in the sky with white hair and a halo. You are imagining me sitting on a throne surrounded by pearly gates with a big book in front of me. “He knows when you’ve been a good, he knows when you’ve been bad. Please!
N-1: Okay God, now you are starting to scare me. What do you mean, I’m imagining you?
God: I have always wondered if your heads are screwed on tight enough. Do you people honestly think that the Supreme Force of the Universe is running around keeping tabs on every one of your species? Do you really think I care that much about a bunch of lowly humans? The only thing you folks do is run around destroying one another. Personally, I really don’t care what you do, just stop begging me. I have given all of you the potential and the power to accomplish what you will. What more do you want me to do? Do I have to do everything for you people? Let us get back to your imagination. I am not responsible for the way that you have learned to perceive me. That kind of perception is just an illusion.
Neo-One: What are you getting at, God? I do want to understand!
God: Again, let us return to your imagining. You see, the way that you folks perceive me is just an illusion. Understand this thought! There is no white man up in the sky, no book, no throne, and no pearly gates. That’s not the Power, it never has been.
Neo-One: I’m listening.
God: Remember when I told you that you were imagining me? Well, you imagine a lot of things everyday. You imagine the errands you’ll run today, what you are going to do tomorrow, next week, and even next year. You plan and scheme and peer into the future: all with your imagination. You create an image of what you want things to be. You do all of this inside of yourself, and then you try to turn that image into a reality.
N-1: Yes God, I agree with what you are saying. You don’t have to point out the obvious.
God: Apparently young man, I do. You see, there’s only one being with the ability to imagine. Only one force has the ability to think, to create a reality, to make something happen. There’s only one being, in the entire universe, equipped with a mind. You folks call it God.
Neo-One: So... are you saying… you mean…. I am, I mean we are….?
God: What I’m saying is this. All of your life you’ve been thinking that you and I are worlds apart. You were led to believe by the most ignorant of your species that all the power is somewhere outside of your self. What I’m saying is that right now, this very moment, the Power that you imagine IS your self. I’m saying that right now, I’m talking to my self, because YOU ARE this thing, that you are calling GOD. It is not outside of you, it is you. You are a copy of the universe, with all of the power, all of the force, and the capacity to create and to be your own reality.
What I am saying is that the second coming did not happen just once. Every time one of you is born, that is the second coming. That is me ‘Becoming’ into human form. So imagine on, Lord. Just do me one favor, this time, instead of vesting all of your power and all your strength in some cartoon that lives in the sky, imagine God as it really is. This time, imagine your self. Because that’s what self is, it’s the God inside of you.
Neo-One: Stop it God, you’re scaring the be-Jesus out of me! You know that they’ll burn you at the stake for that?
God: Child, you have always been afraid to know the truth. That’s why you assassinate everyone who tries to tell you. I sent Jesus down there, Huey Newton, and Malcolm X. I have sent you so many people that it would take the rest of eternity to name them. Every single time I send a savior, man eliminates it!
Neo-1: Well God, this stuff is pretty heavy and I think I need a drink after that one. By the way, can you loan me a few dollars? With the price of gas being what it is, I’m kind of broke these days.
God: Broke? What do you mean by broke? Everything works as it is meant to work. Everything is as it is, nothing that came out of me is broken. Well, except maybe that one mistake I made with creating your species.
Neo-One: No, not broke as in shattered, but as in having no money! You know, low on the funds? Cash-depleted?
God: Ahh, money! Here we go again with the illusions that you’ve imagined into existence. In your language, money means law and that is the one thing you humans have plenty of, too many laws in my opinion. But, who am I?
N-1: No, not law God. I mean pieces of paper that let me own more things, and control more people and resources.
God: A piece of paper? You mean to tell me that you people have invested that kind of power in a piece of paper?
Neo-One: Where have you been for the last two hundred years God? Not only do those pieces of paper carry power, but people kill each other over those pieces of paper. Sometimes they wipe out entire villages and nations for it. But, most of the time, they lie and say they’re killing in your name.
God: So they blame me? Why in the name of heaven would they blame me? I don’t even have a bank account on earth. I don’t even have pockets. And why would I need something as ridiculous as money, when I am supreme ruler over all that is, was, and will be?
N-1: Well, they say that if we don’t give you ten percent we’re sinners and that we’ll burn in hell for eternity. Of course they have to take their cut off the top for the Cadillacs and all, but the rest goes to you, they say.
God: That’s funny because I never received a quarter from those people. Really it makes me no difference. Maybe you can see how everything that you people have created, including money, laws, your races, and your religions are all simply illusions.
Neo-One: What????? Are you kidding me? You don’t mean… Well, I’ll be damned… I mean, err, I’ll be. So all this stuff about who’s right, who’s wrong, whose black, brown, yellow, or red, who’s righteous and whose unrighteous is just…?
God: You got it kid, illusions.
Neo-One: Well, thanks God. I can’t say I understand it all right now, but with the power of God, I’m sure I can figure it out.
God: That’s right. And from henceforward I give you this commandment: Man, know thyself, and in knowing thy self, know the power of God.
Neo-One: Thanks man, err, I mean… God.
God: Back at you, Lord.
Copyright 2009
Al Lewis
Clifford Black