If you know god, then what?

Poetry doesn’t exist for those who don’t notice the limitations of language. Words are crude placeholders that can’t possibly render every human experience. Useful for accomplishing tasks cooperatively and recording rainfall but not for what it is like to be human. That is what poetry is for.

“A curiosity about the limitations of language has motivated much of my work. Poetry dances with silence and all our sensations outside its words, sensations that build meaning and knowledge in ways words can’t. Even words describing a tender embrace in careful detail are only tender with the embraces we’ve felt, in our bodies, some memory of tender touches. If our experiences are limited, as when we’re young, stories can build some of those memories in us, constructed on what we do know, filled in by imagining. Poetry is a bit different than stories, at least for me. Poetry relies on what remains unsayable, what is not words.”

A More Visceral Sense of Language’s Limitations · Speak Mag

Leah Souffrant
My son invented words when he was very young.
He said "I thought you forleft me." I said when? He said yesternight.
 

O Fragile Mote: A Cosmic Soliloquy​

Behold, poor mortal, thy most transient state,
A breath, a whisper 'gainst the infinite's roar,
Where cosmic winds of boundless silence wait
And stars uncaring mark thy brief, frail shore. What dreams thou weav'st within thy narrow mind,
Are but mere shadows 'gainst the universe's might,
Thy passions, struggles—all thou hop'st to find—
Dissolve like mist before eternal light. Yet in this vastness, marvel thou canst be—
A consciousness that ponders its own breath,
A spark of wonder, brief yet strangely free,
Who contemplates the grandeur past all death. Though small as dust upon creation's stage,
Thy soul can dream beyond thy fragile cage.
 
To me, Huxley meant if one follows spiritual principles, one will come to an understanding of God.

It tickles me though that some act as if they absolutely know the truth about God. But IMO God is what makes sense to each individual. After all, there are no facts.
True to an extent. Huxley, however did not believe in God, a God, any God. Couldn't absolutely refute God so he took a different approach.
That aside, let's look at the facts.
The universe, our planet in it, the balance of nature within it.
If you gamble, if you buy lottery tickets, play the slots or blackjack you now odds.
What are the odds that we would be living in a perfectly balanced world, having discussions about the existence of our creator as though it just happened. Magic
The only facts are that the odds preclude thinking that is just random.
It just happened! Really??
Here we are. Masters of the universe..............................out of the blue.
Don't know how we got here, don't know where we are going but, we have it all figured out.

But there is no God.............................................................................................. as some express.

Believing holds much more comfort then not believing and praying holds much more comfort then not praying. Check the facts, they are out there. Does praying help. Check it out. Do the Google search.

Not here to convince anyone. Just I know, believe and have never been left feeling empty after praying to God
Can't explain it all. Just know.
 

O Fragile Mote: A Cosmic Soliloquy​

Behold, poor mortal, thy most transient state,
A breath, a whisper 'gainst the infinite's roar,
Where cosmic winds of boundless silence wait
And stars uncaring mark thy brief, frail shore. What dreams thou weav'st within thy narrow mind,
Are but mere shadows 'gainst the universe's might,
Thy passions, struggles—all thou hop'st to find—
Dissolve like mist before eternal light. Yet in this vastness, marvel thou canst be—
A consciousness that ponders its own breath,
A spark of wonder, brief yet strangely free,
Who contemplates the grandeur past all death. Though small as dust upon creation's stage,
Thy soul can dream beyond thy fragile cage.
No answer, no resolution, no comfort. Well placed words but no answers, just questions...................................................with no, again, no answers. Just crying in the dark to what? to whom?
Not impressed.
 
No answer, no resolution, no comfort. Well placed words but no answers, just questions...................................................with no, again, no answers. Just crying in the dark to what? to whom?
Not impressed.
Most people's view of these unanswerable "big" questions has a sort of "angst". It bother's us that we can't know why we exist. We don't know why we suffer so much or what the purpose of life is. It is not happiness that we find. If we quite looking and yearning to know and learn to "be in the moment", I think we have reached home. It is where we have always been. The "now". It is filled with 10,000 things, and the world turns. :)
 
True to an extent. Huxley, however did not believe in God, a God, any God. Couldn't absolutely refute God so he took a different approach.
That aside, let's look at the facts.
The universe, our planet in it, the balance of nature within it.
If you gamble, if you buy lottery tickets, play the slots or blackjack you now odds.
What are the odds that we would be living in a perfectly balanced world, having discussions about the existence of our creator as though it just happened. Magic
The only facts are that the odds preclude thinking that is just random.
It just happened! Really??
Here we are. Masters of the universe..............................out of the blue.
Don't know how we got here, don't know where we are going but, we have it all figured out.

But there is no God.............................................................................................. as some express.

Believing holds much more comfort then not believing and praying holds much more comfort then not praying. Check the facts, they are out there. Does praying help. Check it out. Do the Google search.

Not here to convince anyone. Just I know, believe and have never been left feeling empty after praying to God
Can't explain it all. Just know.

Based on my reading of his book The Perennial Philosophy, I don't think Huxley would ever have said "God does not exist".
When I googled “What does Aldous Huxley's book The Perennial Philosophy reveal about his conception of God?” and was given an AI generated response. I would greatly prefer it just give me sources utilized for that response but I guess that isn’t a choice anymore. This was the response that googled question received:

"In "The Perennial Philosophy," Aldous Huxley portrays God as a universal, transcendent, and immanent "Ground of all Being," accessible through mystical experience, which is essentially the same across all major religious traditions, meaning that the core of spiritual realization is fundamentally the same despite differing outward expressions in different religions; this "God" is not a personal deity with anthropomorphic qualities but rather an underlying reality that can be directly experienced through practices like meditation and contemplation."

Seems like it should have also said ".. and prayer".
 
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Based on my reading of his book The Perennial Philosophy, I don't think Huxley would ever have said "God does not exist".
When I googled “What does Aldous Huxley's book The Perennial Philosophy reveal about his conception of God?” and was given an AI generated response. I would greatly prefer it just give me sources utilized for that response but I guess that isn’t a choice anymore. This was the response that googled question received:

"In "The Perennial Philosophy," Aldous Huxley portrays God as a universal, transcendent, and immanent "Ground of all Being," accessible through mystical experience, which is essentially the same across all major religious traditions, meaning that the core of spiritual realization is fundamentally the same despite differing outward expressions in different religions; this "God" is not a personal deity with anthropomorphic qualities but rather an underlying reality that can be directly experienced through practices like meditation and contemplation."

Seems like it should have also said ".. and prayer".

I doubt it.
 
Is it all built upon the fear or rejection of death, I wonder?
No that is religion and/or particular styles of worshipping god. Fear and/or rejection are man made and have nothing to do with god.
 


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