Your Authenticity and Integrity
Posted: Wed Oct 07, 2020 11:25 am
What we are trying to do is: we are trying to be happy by pretending happiness, we are trying to be loving by pretending lovingness, we are trying to be holy by pretending holiness. We are trying to paint our faces and wear masks - to know our original face. Trying to reach the real through the false is impossible. The effort is a continuous act that makes you lose contact with your own self, distancing yourself from you. No, the real is never to be found this way. It is impossible, more impossible than this story I'm going to share:
A very ugly girl was sitting at a beach, when the waves washed a bottle at her feet. She opened it - and out blew a huge genie in a billow of smoke. "I have been a prisoner in this bottle for three thousand years." cried the genie, "and now you have freed me. As a reward, I will fulfill any wish you make." Ecstatic, the girl announced, "I want a figure like Sophia Loren, a face like Elizabeth Taylor, and legs like Ginger Rogers." The genie looked her over carefully, then sighed, "Baby, just put me back in the bottle."
The anecdote still has a possibility to come to fruition, but what humanity has been trying to do through centuries - to come to the authentic through the pseudo - is impossible. Hence you are missing the ecstasy that life can give you. God has meant that that life constantly showers benediction on you, and you are so clever that you have deceived even God by your pretence. And then you wonder why you are so unavailable to joy? "Of all the people why me, Oh God! Why me? What have I done to deserve this?" Frustrated, you shriek inaudibly, "Save me O God, have mercy". How can God be your Saviour if you are not original? You make God powerless, that's why.
https://i-review.net/unlocking-transcendence-review/
A very ugly girl was sitting at a beach, when the waves washed a bottle at her feet. She opened it - and out blew a huge genie in a billow of smoke. "I have been a prisoner in this bottle for three thousand years." cried the genie, "and now you have freed me. As a reward, I will fulfill any wish you make." Ecstatic, the girl announced, "I want a figure like Sophia Loren, a face like Elizabeth Taylor, and legs like Ginger Rogers." The genie looked her over carefully, then sighed, "Baby, just put me back in the bottle."
The anecdote still has a possibility to come to fruition, but what humanity has been trying to do through centuries - to come to the authentic through the pseudo - is impossible. Hence you are missing the ecstasy that life can give you. God has meant that that life constantly showers benediction on you, and you are so clever that you have deceived even God by your pretence. And then you wonder why you are so unavailable to joy? "Of all the people why me, Oh God! Why me? What have I done to deserve this?" Frustrated, you shriek inaudibly, "Save me O God, have mercy". How can God be your Saviour if you are not original? You make God powerless, that's why.
https://i-review.net/unlocking-transcendence-review/