Musings: Belief & Conscience?

Bamboo Fountain

by LJ Frank


there are numberless peoples seeking a Savior in whatever form arrived, mental and emotional benefits gratified – when believing in such a Being whatever name we are inspired to conceive, and explain our existence with attributes ascribed – though, perhaps a Beingness is more philosophically potent than the noun called “Being” I surmise;

yet by identifying that Being which saves and redeems we achieve a stage in our thought process that suggests we are not alone, and One more “perfect” is in charge…and in our initial years of life we may, with or without consent, have the genitals of our mind and body circumcised, female or male, on behalf of religious, cultural, social or political value, and beholding to the idea of “a Name without a Name” save the ones created by men, but then who is in a position to say what one should believe other than the universal love of our neighbor and to do no harm; 

we may even sigh and say alas, an invisible power watches over us, for if you have faith in a higher power the lovers of wisdom suggest, your efforts will become like the seeds you have sown, though not always as the history of any given faith has shown;

 values are dependent on culture and place among other affects, and we find that we project a Being that cares about us, and so we write books based on research, personal experiences, visions, knowledge and hopes that essentially interpret our existence as not being one of chance, it’s a socially meaningful and familial path, and of course there are material and spiritual benefits, the list can be quite lengthy though it remains on the surface until we look deeper, and an existential angst rises to exclaim – no one has seen the Being called God, as a man named John intimated in writing and later depicted as good news;

 a few believers have the ability to catalogue people’s sins and state boldly – I don’t condemn the sinner, only her or his sin, but therein lies the issue of a self-righteous attitude, and suggests an insecurity of the person admonishing others with such shadowy words through the texts labeled sacred by men who establish such rules and rituals, in part for the sake of modifying behavior, and the question may arise whether the sheep follow knowingly or not, and are content with their grazing pasture;

belief has a manipulative cast and the competitive exists between religions, adaptation can be, explosive and exploitive with self-entitled behavior becoming a means to an end, led by controllers disposing the obligations of the officeholders, which in turn was and is designed by those who went before, for power is like the intellectualized cannibal that becomes addicted to chewing on the human brain;

when a person invests their life in a belief that attains the signature of a holy cause, the mind is washed and clothed in a more suitable attire, fashioned with a textured artificial cloth, and the wearer is aware of nothing greater than a Savior as the highest form of thought, still no one has witnessed with their eyes the appearance of the Invisible, unless under the medicine of belief;

a follower may go to extreme in defending belief regardless of merit or truth, even to the point of cultish behavior – for the fear of being marginalized among friends and other true believers is a sibling of uncertainty, and that uncertainty may mean becoming an outlier, disaffected and misaligned, leading to a cut of the umbilical cord to authority;

in essence the believer is the most insecure when she or he develops a fundamentalist posture, in which their belief appears to gain strength in the heat of the battle yet loses that war when it has to physically and psychologically fight for its own imperfect existence, for the self becomes malleable in the hands of another’s strategic heart;

the most effective beliefs begin within and not from without, the values of which adapts while seeking the humble and humane in oneself and others – to be civilized is achieved when one person cares for just one person in need, whether friend or enemy, for isn’t the allegories and metaphors of civilization to be found in the seeds of the human conscience?