One thought leads to another, cycled and pondered, developing a sense of essence unbound. Does one statement about the unknown hold more truth than another? Who decides? One concept I wrote about ‘godhood’ elicited an answer, which leads me into another conundrum of intrinsic unidentifiability.

God-Roaring

“I am GOD!” she roars,
in her personal genesis,
then smiles earthily,
as she perceives its truth.

“i am god,” she breaths,
such a tiny statement,
an atom holding cognizance divined,
expansive in its smallness,
gravid in its timelessness,
crushing with its fluctuating weight.

“Am I god?” she reflects.
In her universe, she is
central to her radius of influence.
Conscious of infinite substance
of which extension and thought
are attributes, and human beings
are changing forms.

“Is god awareness?” she questions.
Intelligence? Evolution?
Is god a reality?”
Soul is nonphysical,
supernatural; soul
is mind's essence,
compounded by time.

“If not god, what am I?” she broods.

Erin Moen
10/3/03
Copyright 2003 ©

Another's perceptions and background offered me more fuel for the continuing obliqueness of abstractions ability to wear rose-colored glasses.

“Erin, I remember a statement somewhere in my life that stated that, "Only man could be so selfish that he/she thinks he was made in god’s image." Could not god be a fish, horse, or even the reverse of his name, a DOG?

But, does a fish, a flea or an entire beehive Think it is god? Are they aware they could be and that they are even "alive”, incredibly, beautifully alive? In my piece "No Courtesy Among Chickens”, I observed that chickens have no concept of 'sharing', they are one of the most selfish creatures I've seen. But are they? Do they not see their individual lives as a type of godhood? They are, therefore, their survival comes before anything else. They will not sacrifice themselves for another’s benefit. Humans do, dogs do, elephants do, whales do, and the ability to see and use compassion seems to increase with the proportion of larger cranial brain space, on our earthly world. I believe intelligence is rudimentary in being a god.

Or, as in one expounding I wrote titled “GOD…?”, each planet, sun, moon, every atom of being in our universe is each a single cell of GOD. We, as a universe, are God. It is as believable as a single "thing" creating every elemental structure including eternity and time's movement. It is not such a bad thing calling ones self a god, I am not GOD. As a dog might see me as a "god" to be worshipped, so a more intelligent, mysterious being than I would seem to be my god. When you think about it, Jesus Christ is a God, so, with his father, GOD, that is two gods in that religion, and actually the Holy Ghost, which has no form and is omnipresent, makes up the trinity of three Gods. Much like a Celtic knot, it is self-perpetuating, an enigma. Most people agree the 'soul' does not die, it goes "somewhere", heaven, hell, purgatory; mythology is full of gods and their realms. For example:

"Odin was the god not only of wisdom, but also of battle, death and inspiration. Warriors believed that if they died in battle they might be invited to Odin's palace, Valhalla, where they would feast forever as his chosen companions."

Where did they go if they did not die in battle? Where did the normal people go? A “different” heaven? Or do they go into boundless limbo, frozen for eternity’s specious length, reviving when Time “ends”, with a Big Bang.

Is there more than one God and one heaven? Who knows for certain? God? As far as being selfish since we are human, of course, how could we not be? We are intelligent, cognitive. No one knows for sure if GOD is selfish. Some would say creating "all" and disappearing to leave us to our own devices is selfish, but the concept is active in our natural world all the time.

"She broods on cycles, on creative outlets,
of Man’s need to self-proclaim
and expound individual realities.
As it should be, in the wonder of Being."

From;
Subjectivity: A Thank You

The wonder of Being is awareness. The possibilities are endless. I will throw myself into my mind, and question...everything. And continue to write what I find, an influx of observations of quintessence-ence combined with the boundaries of human flesh. I hope one day to see "heaven" and meet "GOD", wherever that may be.

Erin Moen
10/3/03
Copyright 2003 ©