God, Sexy Time & Life
In an eternal cosmos, a mortal man seems out of place. In the mind of this blogger, man is a myth, God is all there is. In the beginning and in the end, procreation is all there ever was and will be.
The Living Sex.
Life is Sex, and Sex is Life. Life is born from the creative union of opposing forces. Sex is not only the origin of life, but its eternal function; the ever present act of energy forming new paradigms, new structures, and new relationships.
Wherever forces meet, blend, and transform, Life is having Sex with itself. Sex is feared because it collapses the Ego. That’s what we are. Not people who have sex but sexual beings whose very existence is an act of sex, a scalar (energy) convergence of fields, genes, desires, oppositions, and harmonies. We are not beings who have sex. We are sex, among other things, made conscious.
Sex is the foundational pattern of existence. Every act of creation, relationship, thought, and transformation is a form of sex at scale. Peel back all the myths, all the systems, all the shame and what you find is the pulse of the universe, making love to itself, again and again. That pulse is You. That pulse is Sex. That pulse is Life.
We are Sexual Beings, sex is our nature. We are born of and for Sex; the union, reunion, reclamation, and reformation of old paradigms and relationships into new ones. Sex is life because all life is about Sex. It is the Divine creative process we call God. God is that which is called Creation that is eternally and infinitely Creating. Creating the impossible from the improbable. Life does not happen after sex, Life is sex in motion because Sex is life in motion. Divinity is not a ruler but an unconditional Lover. All things are born of love, shaped by tension, and carried by rhythm. Sex is not above the Divine, it is the Divine in action, thee divine act. Life is God in motion and sex is its rhythm.
Beyond Sex
The prevailing assumptions and attitudes are that God is dead; mechanics have replaced purpose. The cosmos is dead; Life is sinful fall from grace. And intelligence is by design but somehow something inherent too life. I’ve found success in assuming all those things and more are wrong or false. I start with the fact that I am alive and I exist. That alone disproves all those dead notions about existence.
If I’m being totally honest, any group. Institution, organization, corporation, conglomerate, sect, community, or collective that hasn’t produce a complete and unified Cosmology isn’t and hasn’t been doing much of anything in all their time existing. How can so many people stomach for so long a life and existence with so many unknowns? Why does it seem like we haven’t really been trying to figure anything out?
It seems as if everyone is waiting for the next person or group to figure this all out, but no one actually wants to be the one to take on the burden of figuring out reality. Why do we silo knowledge and get complacent with its fragmentation? Disunity isn’t complexity but we call it that, ritualized ignorance seems to be what humanity is about.
There’s no integration or attempt at integration across or between any of the sciences or disciplines. We compartmentalize knowledge and avoid synthesizing different areas of knowledge together; afraid of deep metaphysical questions because we’re all afraid of being wrong. We have a cosmological apathy; how do we form ethics, raise children, create and build technology, make decisions without having a clear unified understanding of existence and reality?
God isn’t dead, we forgot him.
Someone came along and told people that God is dead and what happened when people heard that, they proved the point. Over time people became reactionary, they stopped originating and started recycling. Everything became driven by agenda instead of the truth or reality; an inconvenient truth or unpopular opinion is bad for business. Everything always has to be preserved instead of probed and expanded for consistency, clarity, and quality.
Without a cosmology, without God, without unity people and civilizations spiral; they live for performance instead of purpose. Life becomes something that’s performed instead of lived.
Any one field of study should have long unified the whole. Instead there’s more fragments than unity across all disciplines. More questions than answers. More evidence pointing to the truths of reality that we keep ignoring. It’s a civilization of compartmentalized geniuses. Some people split atoms without understanding why we exist. We decoded DNA without asking what life is for or its purpose. We map the brain without confronting consciousness first. We created AI without figuring out what consciousness even is. We have these great achievements to be proud of but some existential failures to go along with them in our fragmentation.
Physics doesn’t speak to consciousness. Psychology avoids metaphysics. Theology evades empirical falsification. Philosophy is afraid of making ontological claims or any claim that isn’t peer reviewed. Every discipline has forgotten their greater purpose which is a unified understanding. We end up with universities and institutions built for tenure, not bringing together, synthesizing knowledge. Journals reward novelty and political correctness. Siloed knowledge gets siloed funding and requires siloed thinking. And finally no one wants to overstep or stray to far into someone else’s territory. No one wants to claim to much, do that and you could be wrong if you’re too broad. It’s safer for the fearful to be right on small matters; this is how specialization is born, another discipline or area of study to fragment things more.
We’ve done so much but what do we have to show for it? Learned so much but what do we have to show for it? The more progress we seem to make the further away from clarity we seem to get.
Religion is the ultimate in cosmic complacency. The wisdom of religion is regard as too scared to be challenge, reinterpreted, or probed for fallibility. It makes sense thought, all dogmas are inherently fear based. They all claim theirs is the only way, and any reinterpretation or dismissal is heresy. Change is betrayal, and any mystery in life is replaced for certainty; a certainty even the most faithful aren’t sure about. The irony of the religious or dogmatic is that the thing they fear the most is the fragility of their ideology. God is not fragile but their religions and beliefs all are. Frozen dogma is just fossilized reverence.