WHY Powers, Plural?

BECAUSE, when plural, the word is meant as the divine, angelic and heavenly Powers. I have now entered the domain of Religion. While recognized as the source of humanity’s dividedness, Religion is yet to be dealt with.

Religion is the first and the last step, since the entire matrix of the collective unconscious is built around it. This matrix absorbs my ability to discover my true nature, and to deliberately live in accordance with who I Am.

I may think that I am not a religious person, that I’ve renounced the trappings of Religion… I don’t go to synagogue, church or to the mosque. I may even think of me as an atheist, or an agnostic. Hear, hear: there is a difference between wanting to believe that I am an agnostic (that nothing can be known about “God”), and actually being an agnostic; someone who dropped all false knowledge, and plays like a child, forever curious, fascinated and awed by the shimmers of reality’s fabric.

The same difference exists between what I want to believe as a Christian and what I actually believe when “anointed” as a Christ is, or what I want to believe as a Buddhist, and what I actually believe when “awake” as a Buddha is.

There’s a big controversy on the Jewish view of exactly when life begins.
In the Karaite tradition, the fetus is not considered viable
until after it graduates from medical school.

WHY do I lose my Power?

BECAUSE I am not even aware that I bought the Scriptures’ interpretations, hook, line and sinker, and that my conditioning is what robs me of my energy, force and momentum. 

As long as I identify to the thought that “I am not enough,” I do not have the Power to transform matter into energy: it stays as solid as my belief system. My issues come from unworthiness, a feeling that persists, as it has been transmitted throughout history from generation to generation. It makes me curious: where does “not enough” come from? This is where I am called to hear and understand the pink elephant that has occupied the living room of humanity for eons. It lives in the translation of “chosen people,” which divides humanity into “special” and “not enough.” Since the Sun shines on everyone equally, that rendition must be an error. And errors, there are…

“My drawing was not a picture of a hat. It was a picture of a boa constrictor digesting the elephant!” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

It is utterly poignant that institutions would at the same time preach the joys of the Kingdom within and encourage the viewpoint of an out there, ruled by a Santa Klaus God, a Father figure, who keeps a running count of my good and bad deeds to determine whether I’m going to heaven or hell! The indoctrination is as immense as it is clever, as its key programs, e.g.; GOD, SIN, SEX, LAW, are immune to questioning. Truth is: I cannot “sin” against “God.” I can only make poor choices, whose effects I will have to bring back into balance: it is “law” that, to every action, there is an opposite and equal reaction.

I am SO asleep that it doesn’t register that Copernicus revealed that the Earth was not the center of the universe, or that Darwin’s theory of evolution showed me that we are just another species among millions of other species, or again, that quantum mechanics demonstrated that we are all connected. My ego prides itself to have been put by “God” in charge of the universe that “He” created. While bound to the religious matrix, I can only deny Science’s mandate—to open the gate of the true.

The SIX “days” of Creation of Religion/Science unfold in Cracking the GR-Code.