Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The Perpetual Running Wheel
We're like mice on a running wheel. We keep running and running, and as long as we keep running, the wheel never stops. Therefore, we never slow down long enough to give anything much thought. When you view the world and look at it from the perspective of it being "home" to billions of different races of people and other life forms, you really have to ask, .."how could all of this have come about?" "How did this possibly happen?" The more we investigate and explore, the more we send complex telescopes and probes into the unknown, searching for answers, wouldn't it be truly amazing if we could just step back, and take the time to view the lovely tapestry hanging on the museum wall? A miracle planet called Earth - our home? A planet that happens to be at just the right mathematical angle, spinning at just the right mathematical speed, at just the right distance from a star, thereby providing mankind just the right amount of sunlight to warm us, grow our crops. And what a myriad of life this planet has and continues to sustain. When it first started out, "a G-d thought" (I liken it to a baby encased in a womb) it was undergoing all the information, growth and transformation needed in order to reach the point where it was ready to give birth. Picture G-d, if you will, let's say He has all the knowing lines of wisdom etched across His face, with the long and flowing gray beard. We "see" Him as he hovers above "baby earth," grasping a giant ribboned scroll in His hand. There is such delight written all over His face. We know something fantastic, a wonderment of such magnificent proportions is about to take place, is about to play out across the Cosmos....He's getting ready for some "thing", as He starts to slowly unravel the scroll. The light contained within momentarily blinds us. Maybe we we were not meant to see? The light show is brilliant, dazzling, like a hundred million diamonds under a spotlight. At first glance we are so blinded we cannot see. But as our eyes are allowed to slowly focus, we can finally view a map, a Physicist's dream come true. G-d has allowed us a peek into His Universe, His Creation, His roadmap. This map, with untold myriads of lines and equations, crisscrossing from one end to the other, staggering numbers and hieroglyphs, fill a scroll that has no end. An angelic choir trumpets in the background as G-d surveys His newest creation. Tears fill His eyes. He is like a father holding His first newborn...and, like a new father, He has so many plans, so many hopes and dreams for this small creation. Just in the instance it takes one to breathe in, everything is Right with the Cosmos, everything is Perfection with the Cosmos, everything is at Peace with the Cosmos. Let us keep this picture in our thoughts, in our hearts, and in our minds. For there is still time to reverse the course we are on.
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