Gods Playfulness.

[Guest guest]

Please note, the universe bubbles and babbles. Its significance, is

that it has none. God has no plan but playfulness. The universal

meaning, has no meaning, except the play of creation. When we get

serious with our lives, we lose the ability to babble contagiously in

the stream of joyful living.

We hear much of Gods Divine plane. Yet how could infinity have a

purpose, except more of itself? The angels all sing

whoopee, not because they are perfect, but because they are

having fun. The babbling brook and the bubbling soul are

the real heaven. For they move along directed

by mischievous freedom. They hang on to nothing except the laughter of

this moment. The universe upsets apple carts

and runs away from consequence. Mans seriousness, is his

ability to ponder his consequential reality, when in fact, he

has none.

Despite his perception, man is not an organism, but a meeting of

intelligent vibrations that harmonize as humanness. Each person is a

symbiotic arrangement of contrasting vibrations that live one within

the other. When he understands that he can play with these

vibrations, and can tune them so that they concord with vibrations

that are higher still. Then he can play any tune he wants.

If we take life solemnly, we can get away with nothing. We get caught

in the gravity of our own significance, and the joke is on us. The

game plan is to have fun. We were created for the pleasure of the

universe, and perhaps more importantly, to pleasure the universe.

This is like saying- Yes, go ahead. Its okay to make love to God.

Creation is sexy. It is the rhythm of love, and you can be such a

good mover.

Love moves us in Her babbling. She cannot be limited by

our sense of importance for She has none of Her own. She is the divine

play, and we Her blithe spirits. When we let go of import and reason,

we all get gleeful with creation, delighting in our phenomenal selves

as much as She does.

You are the Joy of the Universe, Form seeded upon abstraction. The

pattern of variance and the dance of diversity. Infinite expression,

and idiom of delight. Joy in the wellspring Love in the fountainhead.

Where you are, the rapturous flare of existence finds its meaning in

Joy.

love

eric.

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