The Master and His Emissary: Conversation with Dr. Iain McGilchrist

[batfly]

 

10:00 "God is omniscient, omnipresent, and omnipotent."

If God is, as Jordan recites, unlimited then does that make God nothing you could ever possibly comprehend nor imagine?

With this premise of God, then what does that make a human, or anything for that matter?

How can you, I or stuff be anything other than part and parcel to God?

If the premise of God being infinity is true, then how can anything exist separate from God?

God's omniscience, omnipresence, and omnipotence means God is filtering and limiting awareness to illusions of what we know as reality. If God is infinite then anything you see, hear, touch, taste, smell, imagine and experience with awareness, logic and or emotion is God. This would include everything, but not limited to: psychopaths, pedophiles, violence, heroes, saints, kindness, beauty, ugliness, red necks, social justice warriors, shit stains, and the perfume of roses;  Not even nothing could not be God. There could only be illusions of not being God.

Do these limited bubbles of awareness ever catch glimpses of the whole holiness without being ravaged by insanity?
What is sanity juxtaposed with the truth of God?

 

The lunatic is on the grass.

The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the hall.

The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon,

And if there is no room upon the hill,
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too,
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head.
You raise the blade, you make the change,
You rearrange me 'till I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key,
There's someone in my head but it's not me.

And if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear,

You shout and no one seems to hear,
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes,
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
"I can't think of anything to say, except...

I think it's marvelous."

All that you touch
And all that you see
All that you taste, all you feel
And all that you love
And all that you hate
All you distrust, all you save
And all that you give
And all that you deal
And all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal
And all you create
And all you destroy
And all that you do
And all that you say
And all that you eat
And everyone you meet
And all that you slight
And everyone you fight
And all that is now
And all that is gone
And all that's to come
And everything under the sun is in tune,
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon...
"There is no dark side in the moon really. Matter of fact, it's all dark."

 

Edited March 25, 2018 by batfly