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Is God Dead - Alfred Aiken
Is God Dead - Alfred Aiken
Is God Dead - Alfred Aiken
The entire world seems to have gone mad of late. Even noted prelates
have questioned the nature of God. They feel that all things demand modernization,
even God Himself! As there have been such "advances" in technical affairs, as
our industries have leaped forward to new zeniths in returns, as our technology has
enabled us to hurl mighty rockets about the moon and on to the more distant
planets in this solar system, then we have — yes, we MUST HAVE — outgrown our
swaddling clothes, and are ready for even an advanced and revolutionary notion, an
improved, as it were, view of God. The old one is dead, so now, LONG LIVE THE
NEW GOD!
Is God dead?
Would you say that LIFE is dead? If so, then where are you? Are you still
existent, yet capable of judging LIFE ITSELF? Do you still cling to the notion that
LIFE is merely that which enables "things" to function, move about, do the jobs
they are assigned to do, until time takes over and forces LIFE "out" of the vessel,
the "temple" or canister in which It purportedly has been caged?
Do you look for LIFE, for GOD, in a body? Do you suppose that your
body is the envelope covering LIFE, SPIRIT, SOUL, GOD? Do you still assume
that body is your IDENTITY, BEING? Do you accept the notion that your parents
brought LIFE, SPIRIT, IDENTITY, BEING, into a subjective world, either by divine
command, permission, intention, or because they had nothing better to do at
the particular moment when "conception" purportedly occurred?
If you accept that God is “dead,” then is not the soul within that body
you call "I" equally dead? Is it not considered that the spark of life within the body
is a portion of the Supreme Soul — and that at the right moment, when your
"number comes up," or whatever it is that "sets the date of departure," your
soul, your life, will end, going back from whence it came?
As we repeatedly point out, all consideration of what LIFE, what GOD,
what SELF, what IDENTITY REALLY IS, begins with body, with item, with
thing — with education, with that which was fed into the computer and accepted
as Fact. In all cases the computer is geared to input, hence to output
"information" predicated wholly on a subjective would-be mind and its equally
nonsensical conclusions or experiences. These, purportedly, deal also in and
with the objective — always have an object in mind, always a purpose, cause,
hence effect, which brings about a new and always changing set of further
subjective notions prompting objective ones.
He who would find out if God is dead, let him turn from his computer, his
body, and what it has been tooled to report due to its intake. Let him no
longer deal in and with the information "timed" to the uttermost, both past
and future, but let him, rather. begin, as pointed out in the first chapter of this
volume — yes, let him begin, state, declare WHAT NOW IS, WHAT AMNESS IS,
WHAT BEING IS, WHAT THE PRESENT IS, in all Its NEWNESS, FRESHNESS, ORIGINAL
STATE OF NON-TIMENESS, NON-CHALLENGE, NON-OTHERNESS!
Is NOW dead? Has NOW gone somewhere? Has It been driven off? If so, by
what, when, where, why, how?
Is EXISTENCE dead? Is AMNESS dead? Not unless you are back at the old
nonsense of dealing with senses, with the computer, with time, with history!
Is REALITY dead, gone off somewhere, run out on Itself? If so, what is
left … not only what is left to worry about or strive for, but what is left to do the
worrying or the striving? That which is GENUINE, REAL, ACTUAL, EXISTENT
AS BEING IN OPERATION — COGNITION FUNCTIONING, hence, conscious of
FACTUALITY, is not dead, cut off, missing, absent. If It were, there would not even
be oblivion, for there would be nothing at all, hence nothing to even identify the
vacuity.
Those who would raise the question as to the death of LIFE, of BEING, of
IDENTITY, ACTUALITY, ALIVENESS are merely seeking for new evidence that the
struggle is worthwhile, that there is purpose in being, that there will be a reward of
sonic sort that will be commensurate with time effort put forth. They are striving to find
new definitions that are in keeping with what they consider
evolution, progression, modern evolvement. They wish to be in mode . . .be abreast
of the times, for they assume that this world is not standing still, but is expanding
out and farther out, and soon will be making its reputation among the stars.
Of course this is typical of the young ... and this world is young, in more ways
than one. It is decidedly immature, when stacked up against what assumption
would say is "time-gone-by." They who are young in this sense fail to see what is
important, dwelling entirely on trivia, their desires, on things, gadgets, baubles,
trinkets. Things are of so much more importance than BEING, REALITY,
UNDIMENSIONAL NOWNESS, ISNESS, ENTIRETY AT HAND. Identity
is considered to merely be indicative of a certain frame, covering, physical suit
being worn at the moment by the offspring of a biological act, purportedly
imprisoned within the proper garments which will enable it to survive a
short span of time!
No, things are of no importance, as our work so repeatedly emphasizes.
The would-be mentality caught within the net of a physio-chemical impression, is
not Mind, not Intelligence, not Amness-I in any sense of the word.
This personal equation, this specific computer which is built according to
certain specifications, is not genuine, not One, not Individual, not Undimensional,
not I!
Things, within the scope of the would-be computer, are purported to have
an aura of sanctity, use, identity, history, and an ultimate. That ultimate always
without exception, is the dump heap. Why? Because in accord with its "law-of-
construction" it is of "dust" and "unto dust it must return." Was it not
brought forth for the sole purpose of running the cycle, and going the way of
all flesh? Was it not heir to all that flesh is heir to? Was it not brought forth
in time, by time, and made to go through its chores according to time? Was
there, or is there ever a single moment when "time" is not supervising every
move, every reaction, every impulse of that which it conceives, produces,
includes, and ultimately excludes?
But has any of this anything to do with ACTUALITY, NOW, REALITY, TRUTH,
BEING, IDENTITY, ISNESS? Nothing at all. It never even touches REALITY at any
point, nor is it known by ACTUALITY, so why be concerned with it, over it, because
of it? To do or be so, is to deny your very PRESENT IDENTITY — is to DENY
YOUR SELF, and seem to shut your SELF AWAY FROM ALL THE GOOD THAT YOU
FOREVER NOW BE!
No, GOODNESS is not dead. REALITY is not dead. TRUTH, POWER, LOVE,
SINGLENESS, WISDOM is not dead. Regardless of how crazy the world seems to
be, how chaotic the affairs of politics appear, how disruptive society claims to be,
and the reasons behind it all — these are of no importance at all to REALITY, for
they DO NOT EXIST WITHIN ACTUALITY, TRUTH, FACT, THE PRESENT. THEY ARE
NOT GOING ON, HENCE CANNOT BE STOPPED, NOR DO THEY NEED TO HAVE
COUNTER MEASURES USED IN ORDER TO BRING THEM UNDER CONTROL. THEY ARE
NOT SPEEDING US TO THE COMPLETION OF A CYCLE, BRINGING US TO THE VERGE OF
DISRUPTION, THREATENING EXTINCTION, all in accord with a curse of prophecy,
the wage of sin, the payment from Satan, the loss of soul, nor the death of God!
To discover that God, LIFE, EXISTENCE, OMNIPRESENCE, is not like the
concoction brewed up by the theological master-minds that they might keep
their followers in bondage, fear, and superstition, does not mean that REALITY
HAS BEEN TAMPERED WITH. The only discovery being made is that the god of
theology NEVER LIVED IN ACTUALITY, IN TRUTH, IN FACT!
The seekers who have chiseled away some of the fake facade which
theology has so carefully guarded, lo, these past many centuries, find naught there
but the "rock" spoken of in the Record — a cold, hard unyielding non-
sentient accumulation of solidified dust! It was always void of LIFE, WARMTH, LOVE
WISDOM, SINGLENESS, AUTHORITY. No change has occurred at all except that its
deadness is now apparent to those honest enough to judge correctly that which
they are looking at. But, remember, THAT PARTICULAR BRAND OF GOD LIFE WAS
WHOLLY A THEOLOGICAL ONE — never did it breathe forth the POWER
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Alfred Aiken