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Politics : Should God be replaced? -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Solon who wrote (19849)	9/26/2008 6:02:35 AM
From: 2MAR$	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 28931

Loving for him involves a totality that comprehends the relationship and unity of all that is. It is not about any particular selfish alliances. It is about the appreciation of the relationship between all things and the ultimate unity of all things. It is very Spinozan--the recognition that we are ALL "God". It should not be hard to understand that everything is connected. People ought to appreciate that lips on lips are not that different than an inch apart or a mile apart or one trillion light years apart. Where there is awareness there is relationship--regardless of who is aware. that was well said , brilliant actually from one who must know the value of lips on lips...glad i saved that one , that was a beautiful thought , well said . And of how much there truely is to be aware , to choose reason and dare to imagine a universe as it really is rather than to keep up the pretense of endless dellusion . cheers from the wine country , mars Childe Harold's Pilgrimage , Byron englishhistory.net 37 The beings of the mind are not of clay; 38 Essentially immortal, they create 39 And multiply in us a brighter ray 40 And more belov'd existence: that which Fate 41 Prohibits to dull life, in this our state 42 Of mortal bondage, by these spirits supplied, 43 First exiles, then replaces what we hate; 44 Watering the heart whose early flowers have died, 45 And with a fresher growth replenishing the void. VI 46 Such is the refuge of our youth and age, 47 The first from Hope, the last from Vacancy; 48 And this worn feeling peoples many a page, 49 And, maybe, that which grows beneath mine eye: 50 Yet there are things whose strong reality 51 Outshines our fairy-land; in shape and hues 52 More beautiful than our fantastic sky, 53 And the strange constellations which the Muse 54 O'er her wild universe is skilful to diffuse: VII 55 I saw or dream'd of such--but let them go; 56 They came like truth--and disappear'd like dreams; 57 And whatsoe'er they were--are now but so: 58 I could replace them if I would; still teems 59 My mind with many a form which aptly seems 60 Such as I sought for, and at moments found; 61 Let these too go--for waking Reason deems 62 Such overweening fantasies unsound, 63 And other voices speak, and other sights surround. VIII 64 I've taught me other tongues, and in strange eyes 65 Have made me not a stranger; to the mind 66 Which is itself, no changes bring surprise; 67 Nor is it harsh to make, nor hard to find 68 A country with--ay, or without mankind; 69 Yet was I born where men are proud to be-- 70 Not without cause; and should I leave behind 71 The inviolate island of the sage and free, 72 And seek me out a home by a remoter sea, IX 73 Perhaps I lov'd it well: and should I lay 74 My ashes in a soil which is not mine, 75 My spirit shall resume it--if we may 76 Unbodied choose a sanctuary. I twine 77 My hopes of being remember'd in my line 78 With my land's language: if too fond and far 79 These aspirations in their scope incline, 80 If my fame should be, as my fortunes are, 81 Of hasty growth and blight, and dull Oblivion bar X 82 My name from out the temple where the dead 83 Are honour'd by the nations--let it be-- 84 And light the laurels on a loftier head! 85 And be the Spartan's epitaph on me-- 86 "Sparta hath many a worthier son than he." 87 Meantime I seek no sympathies, nor need; 88 The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree 89 I planted: they have torn me, and I bleed: 90 I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.