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Spiritual evolution

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I know I’m contradictory. Somewhere I speak about attaining salvation/enlightenment as something that is easily achievable for anyone willing to actually invest proper effort, and in other places I make it sound as if enlightenment is almost unattainable.

The fact that I talk about Gods is enough to conclude that there are beings who did in fact attain a state of Godhood. I don’t think any single one of them just happened to be created that way; they all created themselves with their choices and actions. Also, most of them give off a feeling that makes me think they were once human; some feel female, some feel male. Some, however, feel like nothing you can possibly imagine, like having a sentient black hole simply be essential consciousness.

So, there’s my definition of salvation and enlightenment: if you end up as a God or a Goddess, you succeeded. I don’t care for definitions that see enlightenment as basically a lasting samadhi-state, or salvation as God not being pissed at you anymore. I’m more pragmatic, I know it when I see it. If I feel you and I think you “taste” like God having taken form, you’re enlightened. I also understand quantity and gradation. Even if you’re a God, there are often greater Gods. Even if you’re Buddha, you can find yourself in a position where someone greater needs to clean up after you. I don’t see it as some simplified single-point destination; it’s much more complex than that. I don’t see evolution as a path and God as a goal; I see God as material from which you evolve, if you evolve at all. I see it as finding new ways in which to be God.

Foundation, not addition

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In the previous article I wrote about the concept that was introduced by Jesus, the narrow vs. the wide road:

“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” Mt 7,13-14

Here’s what it’s about. The huge majority of people will say that they desire salvation. However, they aren’t willing to go much out of their way to attain it. They want to keep their old life, and add salvation to all the great things that they perceive there. That’s the wide road.

The narrow road is to perceive that there is nothing of value in your old life. All is already lost, and trying to preserve anything is insane, like someone being born a pig and trying to preserve his piglets and pigpen.

People who think they already have something of value are disinclined to invest effort into salvation, and will perceive it as a sacrifice. They will see their shackles as jewelry. The people who understand their problem will not see investment of effort into spiritual practice as time and effort taken away from their worldly life, they will see it as the singularly important thing, and everything else as time and effort lost.

Jesus actually talked about that, too:

When one of those who were reclining at the table with Him heard this, he said to Him, “Blessed is everyone who will eat bread in the kingdom of God!”
Parable of the Dinner
But He said to him, “A man was giving a big dinner, and he invited many; and at the dinner hour he sent his slave to say to those who had been invited, ‘Come; for everything is ready now.’ But they all alike began to make excuses. The first one said to him, ‘I have bought a piece of land and I need to go out and look at it; please consider me excused.’ Another one said, ‘I have bought five yoke of oxen, and I am going to try them out; please consider me excused.’ Another one said, ‘I have married a wife, and for that reason I cannot come.’ And the slave came back and reported this to his master. Then the head of the household became angry and said to his slave, ‘Go out at once into the streets and lanes of the city and bring in here the poor and crippled and blind and lame.’ And the slave said, ‘Master, what you commanded has been done, and still there is room.’ And the master said to the slave, ‘Go out into the highways and along the hedges, and compel them to come in, so that my house may be filled. For I tell you, none of those men who were invited shall taste of my dinner.’” Lk 14,15-24

That is the meaning of the other frequently quoted section:

“He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me; and he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. He who has found his life will lose it, and he who has lost his life for My sake will find it. Mt 10, 37-39

Also, that is the meaning of “Again I say to you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.” Mt 19, 24

The Zen version of that would be that in order to put something in a cup, it’s better to start with one that is empty. If one thinks he already has something of value, he will seek everything else only as an addition. Such people then obviously make half-assed attempts at spirituality, and they of course fail. You can’t organize your life so that you fuck yourself up for 16 hours and then sleep, and expect to attain high spirituality. No more can you expect to replace one of those 16 hours with some spiritual practice, as a compromise, and attain high spirituality. No, you must find a way to make the largest possible part of those 16 hours into a spiritual effort. You don’t need to quit your job and live in a cave for that to work. However, you need to have your priorities straight. Washing dishes is one of the most important tools for learning how to meditate during daily activities, and I was surprised to find out that all my students failed at that. It’s not about washing dishes, it’s about being able to occupy the body with a repetitive task that takes time and you’re not bothered by others, during which time you can meditate as deeply as you could if sitting in some asana in a cave. Part of the lesson is what the great Ram Gopal told Yogananda: if you have a room in which you can lock yourself in and be alone, there’s your Himalayan cave, there you will find the kingdom of God. Another part is that meditation can become the norm of your consciousness, rather than the exception. It’s the foundation of karma yoga: the form of yoga where you act as an expression of meditation, act by following the inner spiritual guidance. This is the highest, most demanding form of yoga, but it is also the form of yoga that is most likely to result in high spiritual achievement, because it is inherently immune to bullshit. In every other form of spirituality you can deceive both yourself and others, but in karma yoga, that doesn’t work, because reality of daily action gives a harsh feedback and if you’re doing something wrong, you will either be unable to meditate or you will be unable to work. If your actions are wrong they will snap you out of meditation, they will switch you out of inner alignment. If your meditation is crap, it will interfere with the things you have to do and you’ll do shoddy work.

However, in a realistic situation, it might be the only way for most people. It certainly was the only way for me, to the point where you can live with me 24/7 and not see me meditate, not because I don’t, but because it’s so expertly hidden in everything I do, it’s never obvious. It started with things where I had to do something repetitive and could be left alone – washing dishes, vacuum-cleaning the place, washing the car. Then I added things where I was surrounded by others, but without interaction; taking a ride in a bus, walking through the city, sitting somewhere in a crowd. Then I added intellectually demanding tasks (Object Pascal coding). Eventually, I added interaction, and it didn’t take all that long – it took me less than a year, perhaps, to make meditation the foundation of everything else that I do, instead of an addition that tries to squeeze itself into some miraculously vacant time slot, which never works. That’s the thing about the narrow path, that’s less travelled: instead of finding excuses for failing, you find ways to succeed. There are no important, static elements that can’t be rearranged or removed if necessary. It’s all a matter of priorities.

Mahayana or the wide road to hell

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I have an interesting dilemma.

Let’s say you’re Superman. What is moral high ground for you, regarding mankind? Are you bound by ethical principles to help humans? Are you immoral if you simply ignore them and go your own way?

Are you immoral for ignoring ants, mice and crows? When was the last time you sacrificed your interests in order to help a hamster?

Is the analogy correct? Isn’t mankind a phenomenon of a higher order compared to those? I don’t know; maybe if you tried asking a hamster, it might tell you helping it is a praiseworthy effort. I know why you don’t bother with them. First, it’s none of your business, and second, you don’t really give a shit; they are beings of a lower order and bothering with them means to neglect your own, more important business. Sure, if it doesn’t cost you anything you might help an animal and feel great about yourself for doing it, but if you’re honest with yourself, it’s usually the farthest thing from your mind.

But why do the authors of the comic books and movies assume that the higher, more powerful beings would find helping humans supremely important; at least if they are “good” powerful beings, the superheroes. Why would a superhuman find humans interesting? When was the last time you were interested in a human who is 3 standard deviations in IQ distribution below you, and with whom you have nothing in common?

And yet, people assume someone like Jesus sacrificed his life for their salvation, because of course a Superman, a God would do that. He had nothing better to do but find a bunch of total fucktards, teach them something they were sure to misunderstand, and then get himself killed in a very painful way so that their sins would be redeemed, and pray for their forgiveness while they ridicule him.

Really? Honestly, look at yourself and tell me, do you consider yourself worthy of that? Of a God sacrificing his life for your salvation? Would you accept it at this cost? Let’s make it less abstract – let’s make it your best friend or a beloved family member. If you had to push a button and cause that person to die and you are instantly saved, would you do it? OK, let’s make it less causal. Let’s say someone killed that family member or a friend and you need only to accept that it was good and proper for that person to be sacrificed for your salvation, and you’re saved. When does this stop being monstrous? What is salvation, if not loving God so much you want to spend an eternity with him? And if the price of admission is signing off on his murder, isn’t it so contradictory as to negate itself?

Accepting such a sacrifice is morally wrong, but does offering it make any sense whatsoever?

I have serious problems with the bodhisattva concept, where someone renounces enlightenment and instead tries to help others. The entire thing looks like a trap, because there’s the assumption that the world is full of people who would immediately choose to be enlightened if only a bodhisattva stumbled along and offered to teach them. That certainly doesn’t look like the world I know. What would actually happen is that people would ask him who the fuck does he think he is, trying to impose his silly beliefs on them? Of course they know better. The first thing the world would tell a bodhisattva is that he isn’t needed and nobody really gives a damn about him. The saints seem to think that humans are in a terrible need of salvation and he has just the thing for them. However, what humans would actually think is that the saint is in a terrible need of psychiatric help. He needs to be taught that there’s no God or salvation, and he in fact isn’t anything special. In fact, he’s worse than they are.

So, basically, spiritual people live in cognitive dissonance compared to the rest of mankind. They think salvation is in high demand and short supply, and it’s therefore their sacred duty to provide supply in order to satisfy the demand. However, I will offer a different interpretation. Salvation is in great supply and short demand. Whoever wants it, gets it. I can’t remember a single person who was known for making a serious spiritual effort, who actually failed to attain enlightenment. People just don’t care to take it when offered. They simply have other priorities, and different ideas about what would be the best use of their time and efforts.

I once heard a story about Ramanuja, who for a long time wanted to receive a holy mantra from his guru. Eventually, the guru told him the mantra, but warned him not to reveal it to others because that would be a terrible disaster and he would end up in hell. The mantra had such a profound effect on Ramanuja that he decided it makes sense to reveal it to everybody, because it’s not a big deal if one person goes to hell and thousands attain liberation. When his guru found out what he did, he was furious, but when Ramanuja offered this explanation, he was supposedly amazed at his disciple’s compassion and holiness.

But let’s consider an alternative ending, the one I find more likely.

The guru finds out about Ramanuja’s action and his motive, and tells him this: “You stupid, ignorant fool. A mantra is not a hammer, so that anyone could wield it. It’s like a musical instrument, that produces wonderful things in skilled hands, but only terrible noise in unskilled hands. It’s a portal to higher levels of existence, but it’s a door that opens only if you approach it just right, with the proper attitude and motives, in the proper state of mind and emotions. If a mantra is revealed to the impure, ignorant people, they will defile it. They will ridicule it and contaminate its ability to reach the higher spheres of existence, for both them and those who witness such defilement. The mantra works only if it causes the subtle workings of mind in just the right way. That’s difficult to accomplish and easy to disrupt. That’s why it is kept secret, and why it is revealed only to the pure minds of dedicated and holy students, after training, purification and testing. It’s not kept secret because of my lack of compassion, because I would like nothing better than everyone to attain enlightenment, but that option simply isn’t available. What you did, exposed the mantra to the impure minds, and this inhibited its effect on you; you can now no longer use it to reach God. Those others who heard it without proper context and outside of proper training, created a wrong impression of the mantra and its meaning, and that will forever stand in the way of their ability to really understand it; they are forever lost for the mantra, and even if they went through the proper process, the wrong understanding would stand in the way so powerfully, the subtle effects would be impossible to achieve. Basically, you ruined them, you ruined yourself, and you ruined me, because the holy mantra, that was so closely bound with the inner workings of my mind, was exposed and defiled, and this path within my spirit is now broken. And now that you know what you did, tell me, was it really worth disobeying me because you though you knew better, and you thought you were more compassionate than me, in your bloated arrogance and egomania? You, the savior of mankind, will sacrifice yourself in order to save many, and will teach me a lesson in compassion? Isn’t it just great how it turned out, yes?”

As I said, this bodhisattva concept of teaching God a lesson in compassion, that looks exactly like Satan’s motive in creating this whole mess here, because he wanted to demonstrate some collective concept of evolution, that was supposed to be better and more compassionate than God’s concept of individual evolution and initiation of souls. The entire concept reeks of egomania and narcissism and I am incredibly wary of it.

Mahayana means the great vehicle, that can carry many to enlightenment. However, that sounds suspiciously like that wide road Jesus talked about, that leads to ruin and damnation.

Only the narrow path, and the small vehicle lead to salvation. The path isn’t narrow because of some intent to bar access – it’s simply because few choose to traverse it. The small vehicle isn’t small because it’s designed as too crowded – no, it’s small because it automatically resizes itself in order to fit all occupants. The concept that everybody would be doomed if not for your compassion, it’s just incredibly arrogant and deluded; yeah, God didn’t know how to design the Universe and he needs you to teach him. Stand in line, because Satan had this idea first.

Responsibility

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There’s an important thing that people today seem to misunderstand, or not understand at all, and I’d like to talk about it here a bit.

It’s responsibility.

You see, people today think they have rights. They don’t. You don’t have a right to live. You don’t have a right to be happy. You don’t have a right to feel good. Nobody really gives a shit whether you live, or you’re happy, or you feel good. When the state says you have a right to live, they don’t mean it in a sense that they give a fuck about whether you live or die, they mean it in a sense that if somebody other than the state kills you, they’ll punish him. That’s it. You don’t have a right not to be beaten up, robbed, raped and killed. It’s just that if someone does that to you, he’ll be sentenced to jail. You, however, will be having a dirt nap with blood and seminal fluid dripping from your bodily orifices. You don’t have rights of any kind, no more than that poor caged pig from one of the previous articles. The only difference between you and the pig is that when a pig fucks up, it is killed, and when you fuck up, you’re killed, and the one who killed you goes to jail if they manage to catch him and prove that he did it, and in America, for instance, in a third of the cases they don’t. So basically, your “rights” aren’t an impenetrable personal shield that glows around you and prevents all kinds of harm. They are merely a social construct that is meant to discourage inflicting harm on others by threat of retribution. If, however, you’re dealing with an attacker who isn’t bothered by law, your life is worth as much as that pig’s. You will now think that every attacker will be bothered by law, but you’re wrong. A rabid dog, for instance, couldn’t care less about the law and it might bite you. A drunk and stoned driver is too fucked up to care about the law and whether he hits you or not. A hardened criminal won’t give a fuck about the law, and, most importantly, the state won’t give a fuck about the law, because it owns both the law and you. If the state wants to kill you, you’re dead. If it wants to imprison and torture you without a trial, it will simply label you a terrorist and you’re fucked, because nobody cares what happens to terrorists, and since there was no trial where the charge had to be proven, they can call you whatever they want and get away with it. Essentially, there’s just that one simple label that makes the difference between a citizen and vermin that is to be imprisoned, tortured and disposed of in orderly manner, and the state took liberty to decide who gets labeled. So, good luck in trusting in the state to protect your rights. As far as the state is concerned, you have the right to shut the fuck up or be put in jail.

So, responsibility. You are responsible to take care of yourself. You are responsible for taking precautions against injury, theft, rape or other forms of harm. It’s your job. Once you’re fucked, it’s too late. When you’re that caged pig that is to be carried away to a slaughterhouse, it’s little comfort to you whether the hunter is to be punished by the state or not, because it makes precious little difference to you. Your job is to take precautions against being caught and killed. If you fail, you can have all the excuses you want, you can have all the emotions you want, and you can have the perpetrator punished or not, but there’s no conciliatory prize for failing.

As a spiritual being, it’s your job not to turn yourself into a fucking mess. It’s your job to take care of your spiritual condition. It’s your job to avoid mistakes, and if you still make them, to redress them and learn the lessons necessary in order not to repeat them.

Yesterday, my son came from school with a broken umbrella, and when I asked him how the hell did he manage to break it after only a week of use, he started fumbling about how it’s some other kid who bumped into him and what not. You know what I told him? I told him it’s his job to take care of his things. It’s his job to take precautions against having his things ruined. I don’t care whether it was this or that reason, because it’s always something. What I want from him is not to break things; I don’t want valid-sounding excuses for having things broken.

Everybody has a story that is supposed to excuse their shitty life before God. I’ve seen it, people literally chant bullshit in their heads about how it’s not their fault, how they had to do this or that, how it was their job and they couldn’t help it, how everybody else did the same and they couldn’t help it, how it’s normal to do things their way and if God wanted them to do different things he should have said something.

That pig, too, had an excuse. It was hungry and the pecan nuts were tasty. Nobody gives a shit.

God doesn’t give a shit about your excuses. It’s your job not to fuck up. It’s your job not to commit evil deeds. If you have to die so that you wouldn’t commit an evil deed, then die. It’s your job to live in a state of constant diligence and controlled consciousness. There’s nothing more important for you than to take care of what your consciousness looks like, to take care that it functions properly, that it isn’t contaminated by bullshit, that it is aligned with the light of God. If you take care of that, it’s easy to avoid sin, because it becomes contrary to your nature. If, however, you allow yourself to become a mess, everything becomes difficult or impossible. Sin is impossible to avoid, evil is impossible to resist, good is impossible to do. However, don’t think you’ll have a trial after you die, where someone compassionate will listen to your excuses. Nobody really needs your opinion, because all your actions and the actual reasons behind them are known to God. You might have forgotten why you did something, you might have rationalized your actions later, but God knows exactly why you did something, for every single thought, word and deed. So, there won’t be a trial, because your opinion is the most worthless form of evidence which nobody has a need for. You’ll simply get to be the result of your choices and you will filter out to the plane of existence that corresponds to that “frequency”. If you’re a saint you’ll join God, if you’re a loser you’ll move to Loserville. If you’re a slob you go to Lower Slobovia.

If you want to defend yourself and say “no, I’m not really like that”, great. Defend yourself by making choices that will clearly show you’re not “like that”. I don’t care for what you have to say. I am deaf to words, they do not move me. I care for what you choose to be, what you choose to do. I am deaf to excuses, they mean nothing to me. You know why? Because one of the first things that filled my mind when I decided that I should engage in serious spiritual practice, were excuses. Oh, I can’t do it now, because I live with my parents who are psychotic and abusive and I’m never alone because I share my room with my brother who is always working on some project there. I’ll have to get a job, get my own place, and then start my spiritual practice. It was only for a second that those thoughts filled my mind, but I instantly got it – it never ends. There’s always some excuse. There’s an excuse not to begin, there’s an excuse not to continue, there’s an excuse for failure, but the end result of having excuses will be my failure. There are no prizes for excused losers. So I immediately started meditating, at that moment. I overcame difficulties. I found ways. I invented techniques that work in difficult circumstances. I modified my mind, behavior, actions and approach in order to adapt and overcome. People think I was born with the abilities that I have now, but they are so wrong. Most of what I am now is the result of inventing ways to overcome problems in such a way that I won’t ever have to find excuses for failing, because I knew nobody really wants to listen to the excuses of losers. I’m sure there were dozens of engineers who tried to invent a brushless electric motor, and I’m sure every single one of them had an excuse why he failed and why it’s impossible. There’s also a reason why I don’t know their names and I don’t care about their sad stories, because Tesla solved the problem. I know his story.

Nobody will care to learn why you failed if you fail. It’s your job not to fail. It’s your job to find ways to avoid bad outcomes. That is the purpose of your life, the only significant thing you need to take care of; everything else is unimportant. If you don’t know how, figure out a way. If it’s impossible, invent ways that make it possible. We don’t know the stories of the stone-age men who failed to light a fire and froze to death. Nobody gives a fuck about their reasons and why it’s impossible. If it’s impossible for you, you will leave the stage and make place for those who found a way.

In any case, nobody will care about excuses. Those who succeed won’t have need for them, and those who fail are not important.

Empowerment

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(continuation of the previous article)

Sometime in 2006, I asked a rhetorical question out loud – why are my powers under an embargo; why am I essentially stripped naked here, only to have to endure all kinds of avoidable crap. To my surprise, a few Gods actually answered. I talked to just one but I could feel the presence of others in the context, as well. He told me it’s because I would kill everyone. I was shocked – like, “Who, me? Fuck no, I’m the guy who talks to a cat to calm it down when it’s upset, why would I kill everyone?”

What he did conveyed the same emotion as if a human raised his eyebrows and looked at me significantly – like, come on, think about it. And I did, and in the following second or two I understood what he meant and I saw that he’s right. He then let me know that it’s actually not a bad thing or a bad idea, but that they have a different plan for dealing with the problem. Poof, gone.

But I understood several things then. First is that humans are not seen by Gods as children of God, whose lives are precious and important. Rather, they are seen as an abomination, a dark evil. And I understood why they thought I would kill everyone were I not under an embargo on use of spiritual powers.

Let’s play out this scenario where my powers are restored to me, like my vision is occasionally restored to me when the Gods want to tell me something. It doesn’t feel like getting something, it always feels like remembering and retrieving something that was covered by a veil and was inaccessible. Also, it doesn’t feel like me getting powers, it feels like me remembering the more real version of myself, unrestrained. So, I walk through the city and suddenly a veil drops, and I feel an expansion of self. I stop and find a bench in a park to sit down, all the while feeling the consciousness that is light that is vibrating in me, in things, in other beings. I feel both the kind of diffuse, soft, foggy light that makes the material objects, and the hard, strong, pure light/consciousness that makes things that are of higher reality. I just sit there and explore the “taste” of high consciousness, what it tells me about God, about His intents and the way He exists, and I test how deep I can go and see, how much of the intensity I can take.

Apparently, me sitting on a bench in a park and looking at nothing in particular is seen as suspicious to two cops who approach me to ask for ID. I perceive their existence with a fraction of my expanded consciousness, but I don’t see them as interesting in the context of what I’m doing, and I don’t see why I should interrupt my exploration of God’s inner being in order to respond to wishes of two lower astral entities wearing physical bodies. They, however, bark orders and radiate lower astral energy in the direction of my body. I decide that their existence is annoying, and transform their clothes, guns and batons into air, because their silly pretense of authority over me opposes God’s desired order of the Universe, and I strip them of their silly toys in order to show them what they are.

The naked and unarmed cops retreat in disarray and I proceed to test various parts of the Creation to see what is there that pleases God the most. Some things in the higher words are made of energy/consciousness of extremely high order, and beauty of it all is almost too much for me to bear, but I cannot force myself to stop watching. The crystalline structures made of solid vajra, of different colors, parts of it blue and parts so deep and intense it’s black, almost stab my mind with clarity, perfection, intensity and wonder of what it is to be God, and I sit there stunned, when something interrupts me. Apparently, the cops called for reinforcements, who are aiming guns at my physical body, hitting it with batons and trying to bind it with shackles, making angry noises and demanding my immediate submission, as if they are in the position to demand anything from me. Again, I strip them of their silly weapons and uniforms and this time I transport them all to the top of Velebit mountain, so that they’ll have time to think about their poor judgment on their way home, barefoot across sharp rocks.

However, all hell now breaks loose, because a TV crew was broadcasting the event live and it appears that the humans decided that I was somehow an evil threat that they must counter at all cost, because I was powerful and I didn’t feel like complying with their stupid bullshit because I was seeing them for what they are, in the absolute frame of reference. Of course I would not comply with their laws and their silly policemen, no more than a human would comply with the laws of an anthill. You don’t necessarily want to step on ants or burn them all with a flame thrower, but if they annoy you enough, you will eventually do something about it, but that “something” will certainly not be “compliance” with their laws, because you are under a completely different authority and you work with a much wider frame of reference.

And so they start shooting bullets at my physical body, and using flame throwers and bombs and grenades and what not, because they are incredibly threatened by the fact that they cannot order me around and control me and imprison me and kill me as if I were one of them, because I understand that their society is that of fear and submission, and politeness and compliance out of fear, and there are almost no positive aspects of the entire thing they call the “state” or “society”. I grow weary of protecting my body from all kinds of attacks and I first dematerialize all the weapons in the world, and then, after further thought, I dematerialize all the humans who are using this instrument of forced compliance on others. The remaining humans proceed to commit all sorts of evil deeds against each other, and manifest great spiritual darkness and perversion, and I decide that this form of existence is contrary to the will and intent of God, which is greatness and beauty, and I destroy everything that manifests ugliness and perversion, only to see that there are less than a thousand humans now left in the world, and they are confused, disoriented and helpless in this new world empty of organized evil and forced submission, and I take pity on them and transport their souls to higher worlds where they will be among their own kind, and under rules that are actually designed to implement the will of God and promote beauty and greatness. I then understand that this world is inherently evil, that it promotes the form of existence that is contrary to the will of God, and serves as a refuge to all kinds of evil enemies of God who made their evil den here, and that those who love God are lost here and subjected to evil rules contrary to goodness and reason, and I simply destroy this world and implement a ban on creating anything similar in the future, shedding my physical body in the process since it’s merely an image of light that no longer serves any purpose to me. All the good souls rejoicing in the higher worlds proceed to praise God, and all the evil ones who sank into various hells due to their inferior spiritual makeup, proceed to hate God and curse Him, falling even further with each decision.

I see that as a significant improvement and proceed to admire the beauty of dark vajra that makes the souls of Gods, stunned by the beauty and magnificence of God’s intent and his true creation, unlike that vile den of evil that Satan created in his spite, wishing to prove God wrong.

That’s what I understood in those two seconds, under a God’s “oh really?” look. But that’s not all that I understood. I understood that they see humans as vile scum, and this world as a shithole of the worst kind, and that there was no condemnation of what they knew I would do; in fact, they found the idea appealing, but not as thorough as what they had in mind, and they didn’t tell me at the time what that was. Apparently, they only wished it were so easy, but at that time I didn’t know about the problem with Sanat Kumar and all the protections he made against exactly that outcome.