Would A Perfect God Create A Disaster Like Planet Earth?
By James Donahue
I came upon a concept in a book, The
Disappearance of the Universe by Gary Renard, that triggered the thoughts I am posting in today’s rant.
The author claims the book is a recorded
teaching dialogue between the author and two special messengers like The Abba Father who, I am told, leave instructions for
moving into the fifth dimension when our planet goes through its change. I don’t know if I will ever finish the book,
but that first chapter forced a few cogs to turn in my brain.
The immediate issue, which has been the subject
of much contemporary dialogue among folks exploring new and exciting concepts, is this: Is the world and the universe as we
see it real, or is it a creation of our minds? This is an ancient concept that can be traced to Hinduism and the deity Maya,
who governs the illusion of duality in our existence.
The entities in Renard’s book teach
that the human mind is, for us, the quintessential ingredient of our existence. Strangely, without the mind to bring it into
existence, the house I live in, the chair on which I sit, and the desk on which I work would not exist.
Scientists looking through high powered microscopes
can find evidence supporting such a wild idea. All things are comprised of atoms, which are living bits of energy with a nucleus
in the center and with various electrons whirling around it, much like planets move in orbit around the sun in our solar system.
That each atom is a miniature copy of our solar system is significant. More important, each atom is comprised of very tiny
parts separated by a lot of space. The is space between the atoms within each object placed under the gaze of that microscope.
Thus physical things appear to be matter, but in reality, science proves they are mostly space.
So if this is true, why are we not able to
simply will it possible for us to walk through walls, or fall through floors? Why can’t we move trees or mountains at
Another problem we have with this idea is
that there are well over 6 billion other human minds on this planet, all of them creating separate realities. And if these
realities are all illusions, there should be a high probability that most of them would be out of synch with everyone else.
Thus what appears as a tree to one person may look like a giant mushroom to another. What may appear red to one person may
look purple to the next guy. Without seeing the world through each other’s eyes, we cannot know.
Or can we? The artist, especially those who
specialize in realism, depict the world as they see it, and we never hear of anyone suggesting that what they have painted,
or drawn, is incorrect. This is especially true when it comes to portrait art, the draftsman’s depiction of public buildings,
malls and other structures.
But lets, for the sake of argument, return
to the old Hindu concept of duality of existence, and go to the next step in Renard’s book, that God did not create
this world and this universe because of its imperfections.
Here is where the plot thickens. In the book,
the entities explain to the writer that we all paint the world as we know it with a broad brush and that our work appears,
at first, to be perfect and breathtaking in its beauty and the way everything interacts.
But they explain that as soon as the artist
lays down his brush, cracks begin to develop in the image, and things slowly fall into ruin. The leaves on the lush green
trees turn yellow and brown and fall to the ground. Animals and people grow old and die. Nothing lasts.
Everything on this planet, including the
planet, the sun, the solar system and the galaxy we share, has a life cycle. Everything in nature goes through a cycle of
creation, growing to fullness, aging and then withering and falling into decay. In fact, all living things must feed on other
living things to survive during that cycle.
When you think about it, that is a pretty
bloody and imperfect program. We might write it all off and say it is God’s perfect plan, or that we are here in these
bodies to learn a spiritual lesson, and other rationalizations. But in the end, why must we experience pain, suffering and
death? Would a loving God create such a world if he loved his creation?
This has been a problem that has vexed theologians
and philosophers for as long as they have been writing their ideas on parchment.