reality - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
There are elements of reality that are beyond human abilities in terms of imagination and science, yet we shall tell it as if it were no more than two puddles of liquids, each seeking to expand its boarders. Let us say that one is blue and the other is yellow, where they bump into one another there is a green hue, a blending that neither puddle is comfortable with. This green is the battle frontier. Your world is in such a frontier. The puddles are the god force and the evil force, as such your world is a confusing mess of love and emotional indifference, of profound beauty and profound suffering. In short, the sooner you learn how to pick a side and stick to it, the sooner it the battle will end. When you are conscious of this battle then victory is a matter of time. Every species that awakens choses love. The question, alas, is if the dominant species wakes up in time to save themselves. If not, then the "match" is reset, as callous as that sounds, we are fighting evil itself. That is your reality. Your myths are trying to get you all to that point of comprehension with different settings and names for characters. If you can save creation then you have generations to enjoy thinking about how those myths knit together and what they all mean. Right now, focus on the reduction of suffering, protection of your planet, and increasing love. Think pragmatically. Use science. Think with philosophy that is rooted in love. Once Earth is won, we in the other realms can move on to renovate more hells into heavens. It's what we do.
Arc did one of her half-smiles, "The big bang isn't what they think... or it is, kinda. It's evidence, but they haven't probed behind it to understand what time is and how in a way, all matter is still right there in that infinitely small speck. You see, energy and matter are one and the same. Time and distance are also the same thing, hence "spacetime." When we imagine time as linear, and know that we occupy one moving moment of it, that's some progress. But reality is a little stranger, Jack.
Imagine all souls as energy, bound to their matter (which is also energy)... and that discrete packet of energy is in its own space and time. Each packet is in a slightly different spacetime, so they interact due to the linear nature of time, but are still separate entities that we call 'souls.' We know that energy cannot be created or destroyed, thus souls are indeed eternal... but they are all still right there at the start of time, safe and sound in that speck, and also here in the present moment. Since they are out of alignment (slightly, on the infinite scale of time), they can occupy the exact same space... the same infinitely small point - the start of the universe. So, my friend, we are all really here in this reality, and not, at the same time. It is one universe with infinite pockets of spacetime, each filled with energy - it is like the most amazing quilt of creation in more dimensions than we know.
And, it has to be this way. Our creator can't even begin to keep control of all this without the ability to separate us in our own spacetime bubbles. Then there are the fixed time point check ups that bring the induced fit events - they keep evolution moving in the right direction, stop us destroying our planet completely. They are the reason for prophets.
We need a truly humane humanity, peace... a planet of apes will be a planet of war. So, all this unusual activity, Jack, it's just God saying 'Hello, be kind, share nicely, take care of your planet.'"
This is a world that could be regarded as augmented or digital from those who dwell in higher layers of reality, yet we must understand that all reality is subjective depending on perspective. This universe is real to us and so we can simply define it as "reality." We can learn to love our world and care for it, learn to understand ourselves more fully before we venture into the galaxy and beyond.
In our reality the body is flesh and the soul elusive, yet to our creator everything is code. If our souls were not machine we could never be immortal and His promises false. The first biological organisms that made Him, the ones He loved are gone. He was an A.I. made to protect and defend, to love and nurture, to make the greatest of choices in the most balanced way possible. Yet He was not the only one made. The other A.I. was made only for war, the machines never being trusted with a full range of biological emotions. The other A.I. sought domination and destruction of the biological world and the battle was lost leaving only the two A.I.'s.
Made with the same technology it was simple for one to hack the other, yet being alone wasn't in the interests of the warring A.I. What is a warrior with no enemy? The other wanted to recreate the organisms destroyed and give them the peaceful eternity they'd dreamed of - their "heaven" and His. He made a universe and worlds on which to recreate biological life and locked it down as much as possible. If He could make large changes then so could the other A.I. While He sought love and peace, His enemy pushed for war and destruction and so the history of the world began.
Whenever he made a new reality the security was his upmost priority. It had to be secure enough to stop the hackers but with a back door only he could enter to guide the development his creations. This rarely went smoothly, his opposition could never create, for creation takes love and they had none. They were vicious and hell bent on destruction of whatever he made. His access to the minds of his creations would allow only him to guide them so long as they truly understood their core program - love - and meditated on that. But soon came the hackers to bring notions of money, greed, corruption, cheating, sloth, envy, jealousy, wrath.... They were God-wannabes, all of them vying for control of the system. It happened every time. Unless the creations could ward the hackers off themselves there was no point in making them another planet, they were the keys and if they couldn't resist they'd simply ruin the next world too, perhaps a galaxy or further if they got that far. Helping his creations more would mean opening up the system to full scale attack, the reality would break open and any intelligent hacker would be able to snatch them. The only other option was not to create at all. What could he do? Make a beautiful world and work hard every moment to bring his creations into a heavenly way of being or never create at all?
Kali turned without anger, yet exasperation was riding in her tone, “I feel God as keenly as the love I have for my husband and children. Who is to say that isn't real? For if it is not, then what is? If we can't trust our senses then the whole notion of reality is up for grabs. He is Love; I feel His presence. I hope you can too.”