In the Gardens of a Painting

God said:

Of highlands and lowlands is the Earth made. Of forests and deserts. Of frozen lands and hot tropics. Of everything, life is made, and the picture of life is made. This is the relative world in which you live. That you can’t have one thing without another sums up pretty well the relative world you find yourself living in.

I say that Oneness alone is.

Depending upon where you look from, one statement or the other above is true. Or, it can also be said that both are true. Again, I say that Oneness Alone Is True.

All that which appears true, and all what is really true may well not be the same. Even on the surface dimension of Earth, something that appears true may not be true. Thus, there are such things as scams and disillusion to all that which is only illusion in the first place.

It is an illusion that death exists. And how wonderful it is to be disillusioned about death, to have the true realization really sink in and sink in deeply. That there is no death is too wonderful to believe, and, yet, you can believe.

By the same token, you could then say: “HA HA, God, if there is no death, how can it said there is Life? How do You get out of this argument?”

I tell you that you are right. There is this beautiful life that you live in which is fiction. In fiction are all the ups and downs. There is beauty beyond belief, and there is also heartache beyond belief and, sometimes, relief or not. Life is a good tale. So, when you feel that life is beyond belief, you are quite right. Death and life on Earth are both illusion. We are talking about illusion that certainly seems true. You like to believe in illusion even as you know that what seems solid under your feet is really made of atoms dancing one after the other.

Yet the atoms are out of sight. What is out of your sight, you are not quick to believe in. So you may believe firmly in the solidity of a strong floor under your feet and believe not in the Solidarity of Oneness upon which Oneness lies.

The nonexistence of life and death do not stop you, however, from living life as a passion and loving it as if all of life were Truth and nothing but the Truth. Don’t misunderstand. Of course you are to like life and enjoy it. You are meant to be impassioned with life, to fall in love with it, to run away with it, to get married, and live happily forevermore.

We can say that Life is a painting, a beautiful painting, a most beautiful creative painting. Life is a Creation. You may paint a gorgeous realistic painting of a landscape. It may look real, yet, a painting is, after all, just a painting, no matter how real-seeming it is.

In the case of the Creation of Life, you can walk down the path in the gardens of the painting. You can pick the flowers. You can drink the water from the brook. You can feel hot. You can breathe the air. You can sit on a bench.

Life on Earth is a dimensioned painting. Life on Earth is like a 3-D painting. It is like a flag furling and unfurling. Life can be quiet, or a tornado may whip past you. The rains come. Snow melts, and the cicadas sing. There is night, and there is day, and it all seems to go by the clock, yet the hand that winds the clock is never seen. And so Life on Earth gives you a run for your money, and you believe in Life on Earth, so real it seems to be while you live in it and run around the block and back again.

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