“You may remember the story of how the devil and a friend of his were walking down the street when they saw ahead of them a man stoop down and pick up something from the ground, look at it, and put it away in his pocket. The friend said to the devil, “What did that man pick up?” “He picked up a piece of Truth,” said the devil. “That is a very bad business for you, then,” said his friend. “Oh, not at all,” the devil replied, “I am going to let him organize it.””
This morning while poking through the app part of this blog I saw the word ‘follower’. Stopped me dead in my tracks. That word led to this blog being written.
I DO NOT want followers. I don’t want to be any type of leader. I don’t want to be relied on, trusted, revered or any other elevated position of which you may conceive.
This ‘Infinite’ thing is so special and majestic no human can or should set themselves up as a tutor or teacher of it. That position is left up to religions and associations and well-meaning groups – which miss the true Magic of this independent and purely personal endeavor by attempting to codify and/or organize it.
Everyone is different. There is no particular path every individual should be coerced to follow. There is no path any person should be forced to follow.
I will not be guilty of organizing anything. This blog was an attempt at sharing some very personal experiences. Unfortunately they are taking on the form of dogma. Chopping the Infinite up into bite-size pieces to fit into a daily blog to create interest is insanity.
It is the responsibility of each individual, if and when the time comes, to make a personal decision for the Infinite and to climb – in their own personal way, toward the Truth.
The future of this blog? Not certain. All that is certain at this juncture is that I do not want ‘followers’. My words are not special. They are not worthy of respect. And the absolutely last thing I want to be part of is any kind of organized religion.
Perhaps a ‘constituency’ of like-minded people who value freedom above all else would be good. Perhaps it would, but oh so very easily it can fall into the trap of needing a leader. Then, efforts to attract others may be suggested. Get a building to meet in, etc.
This wondrous ‘search’ of which we all are permitted to partake, maintains its wonder when done alone. In secret. In silence. In our imagination. In our own Majestic world. Uncontaminated. Pure. Holy. Resilient. Magic.
P.S. In my humble opinion this is the best blog I have ever written . . . and it also should be my last. So precious are the subjects that come along that require a few days for an answer to materialize. This is certainly one for me. Your comments are always welcomed and cherished . . . especially now.
In an effort towards Truth, I thank you.