Wednesday, May 12, 2004

It just struck me how cleverly alleghorical different creation stories are, if you think of god head as an extension of creating your own reality, with god head literally holding in the palm of your hand, like crafting a ball of mud, the crafting of that reality. That we think of god as a being making order out of chaos, somehow birthing the world out of nothingness, and calling us to return, that cosmological art is part of a process of discovering god head, returning to god, and birthing new worlds. I especially think of that in the context of our earth, and concepts of heaven and hell, heaven being ascension and return to god, hell being a burrowing into the pitfire at the center of the earth, a literal sensation of burrowing into one's own reality, separate from a world of growth and creation, acts of complete love, and calls of complete love, and messengers and messages sent to remind us on our journey and journeys, until we cast out our own little mud balls and help that order out of chaos order the very chaos itself. 11:30:03 PM