Oh, Qohlat,
A day
without night, no end in sight -- what a weariness it must be! Ah, to sleep, perchance
to dream. What would you do if you could neither sleep nor slumber, if
awareness never departed?
Not just
one day after another, but constant day with no nights to break it up –- never a
fresh morning or "that was yesterday, tomorrow is another day" -- from
eternity past through eternities future.
Well, how
about a little diversion -- something to do, something to occupy your mind? Give
yourself some distraction, and before the day drags on and your diversion becomes
monotonous, find something else to do. Maybe lots of things.
"Hey,
wait a minute," he said to no one in particular. "What if I didn't know this? What if I forgot this and thought that I slept and dreamed?
What if I imagined that day
gives way to night, that I had a beginning and an end, and that there was
difference and purpose in things? What if I could be born new and die before
long tedium, or at least thought
I could."
I heard
Neville say that the world is to appease a hunger, and I wondered, what hunger?
The hunger the Eternal has for diversion, for distraction and entertainment.
Hunger for escape. Eternal day is constantly the same to the Infinite: no night ever
takes away its sight.
The
world's being, and all distractions in it, will eventually pass. The earth will
be no more. The Eternal faces eternal consciousness. "I have got to get out
of this place!" Death for us is a blessing.
Vanity
means "doesn't mean squat; accomplishes nothing." Everything here doesn't
mean anything at all -- it is all going to pass away. Day will still be on the
other side of our living and dying though we live and die a thousand times a
thousand. Light being and crystal cities to attain? Oh boy! More terrestrial
spheres, and all the universe to make
God -- until all is back at the start. Oh well, there is nothing better to do.
Well,
maybe there is something better for us than we are doing now. We can toy away this life "Godding" -- doing
good, loving and healing people, hearing good news about them, lifting them up.
They also are God in distraction, blind as bats to the deity within them
wasting in their dissipation. No loss, but maybe we can bring future goodness
into their experience and help make this a happier, more pleasant distraction
for all of us.
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