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'Theistic religions, despite their mythical and deceptive character, have become fundamental pillars of contemporary societies, and will not be allowed acknowledge their deception, and reform themselves.  So as to make space for further advancement in our spiritual development.' This is, of course, a very tall order for the major religious faiths in the world.  For them to accept that the foundations of their faiths are built on untruths, on fabrications, on lies, misinterpretations and in some cases, deliberate self-deceptions.  Understandable, many will find it more expeditious, more self-serving to continue to deny that they are based upon 'false gods', not in the way of saying their is a 'true God', but they are following the 'wrong gods.'  But rather that the 'God' for which they have built their magnificent churches, mosques, synagogues and temples, does not have any basis in reality.  He does not exist, and that t

Instead of having to be here, in the land of unfreeness, constrained by illness, by pain, by physical and/or mental and emotional. Oh that we should find ourselves having to yearn, to beg, to plead, however reluctantly.   To be free from the sorrows, from being able to feel the constant pains which have seemingly replaced the blood and the oxygen.   Which should be flowing smoothly through our bodies and feeding our spirit and enabling us with the simple joys of living. Oh that we should find ourselves yearning for the ultimate and paradoxical freedom; the freedom of not being able to feel anymore. The freedom which we can only experience, fleeting though it might be, at the point of arriving at our destiny and having the lights, our consciousness, blown out forever more. Thus is the paradox of achieving the ultimate freedom, which comes at a pyrrhic cost, as we are not able to make use of it; beyond it absolving us of all that hails us, for good or ill.

Oh how us humans yearn to be free, as it freedom, to be free, is the ultimate aspiration to be achieved. Oh how we make a song and a dance of how nice it is to be free. To be free of this and/or that thing which constrains our thoughts, or expression and our actions. To be free of this pain, of this torturous condition which constrains what we can do and how we do it To be free of this ache which pains us so much and impacts the lives of others who happens to a part of our world of our existence and all of what we have become. Oh how we yearn to be free of this impoverishment, this poverty, ot this perennial illness which afflicts our bodies and our souls. Which diminishes us and makes us somewhat, wholly unlike the person whom we were, whom we believe we were and into something, someone else. To be free of inhabiting a state of being in which we were seen as and believe ourselves to have been an asset, but now a liability. Oh how we yearn to be abl

'What we recall of our experiences of the past, tends to be a factor of how they impacted on our senses at the time, the strength of our continuing attachment to those experiences.   And the extent to which we have succeeded in assimilating them into our subsequent experiences and move on with our lives.' However, for Kazaliwa, the adrenaline was still coursing through him body.  The sentence might have indeed been heavy, but, with him having fearing that it would have been much more severe.  It was a kind of victory for him, and thus his elation. As incomprehensible as it seemed to his family and the prison officer guarding him.  Reflecting on much of what had gone on in the past, and with the wisdom of a better understanding of his son and his son's journey to the present.  Nzuri would, finally, come to the realisation that Kazaliwa, from a very early age, had apparently accept his fate.  That he was not a young man who was in conflict with th

My dear mother has agreed to refrain from seeking the assistance of the night staff, who, we agreed, cannot do anything to resolve this matter.  But as is her way, she left me with the impression that she would abide with my request, but at the cost of her having to deal with any detrimental consequences for herself.  For which, it is implied, I will be responsible and should be rightfully and seriously be ashamed. And so, as my dear mother advances down the path of the parallel world to which she, and many, if not most of us who break thorough the ceiling of the reputed 3 score and 10 years age limit of 'man.'   Are, it seems, inescapably pulled into, at times probably reluctantly. At other times unknowingly.  Our communication, as I have already noted in earlier post, continues to be more challenging.  She will often know what my responses to certain, and, indeed, many of the things she complains about, are going to be, as they have now become

'If 'God', exists and wants to have a 'free will' relationship with humans, like a parent, he would have entered into a dialogue, a conversation with us.  That he has not done so, is evidence of him either not existing, or not wanting to have a relationship with us. There is therefore no need for him to remain at the centre of our religions.' Churches, temples, mosques, synagogues and other places of worship.   As well as being shrines to 'God' and other religious figures, are also places which have come to form key pillars and dispensers of authority and power in communities and societies all over the world. And it is in acknowledgement of these facts, the fact that religions, probably even all religions, do and can play positive and necessary roles in our societies.  That I am not advocating or arguing for the removal of religion from our society.  But rather its reformation, the redirection of its focus on some or other 

'What we recall of our experiences of the past, tends to be a factor of how they impacted on our senses at the time, the strength of our continuing attachment to those experiences.   And the extent to which we have succeeded in assimilating them into our subsequent experiences and move on with our lives.' Albeit a situation which they acknowledged could have been even worse.  The least Kazaliwa's defence team could have done was to arrange for them to have a last meeting with him to say their goodbyes.  Before he was extracted from the holding cell in probably the lowest floor of the Court buildings, and driven back to the Prison in which he had been remanded before the hearing.  Until the system decides on where next they should incarcerate him, as he begins his prison career journey. And so it was that they had their poignant last meeting, and were allowed to say their goodbyes, until they next met, which would not be sooner than another 4-6 wee

'Having 'faith' and/or 'belief' in 'God',  has no discernible impact on whether a hoped for or desired event will or will not occur.  As 'God' has to rely on the power of humans. However, having a very strong belief and using it as motivator to muster ones and others energies, could influence realisable outcomes.' Wherever we look around the world and, in history, we are likely to find instances, in some cases, numerable examples of various religions.   Doing or having done things which, directly or indirectly, intentionally or unintentionally, have benefited or is benefiting humans and our advancement.  The proselytisation of people, as well as capturing them for ones religious faith, has also been known to offer them the way toward empowerment or more empowerment.  By teaching them to read and write, providing them with some kind of education which have and can become the foundation for them to improve their and their

Probably not unsurprisingly, as my dear mother advances back down from the top of the mountain where her life's journey has taken her.  She does have her moments when she relapses into re-experiencing troubling moments of her life.  Which is how she came to have been having new episodes of, according to her, hearing her door bell being rung repeatedly, and even her door being pressed against.  An event, real or imagined, which required the intervention of night staff to investigate what she had reported and offered her reassurance.  Needless to say, no one was found ringing my dear mother's door bell, but she clearly remains anxious about what she would say she heard and feared.  Having had a discussion with her, in which I tried to provide her with some validation.   But without giving her any confirmation that what she heard really happened in the, what I shall call, 'the objective world of the others; including me.'  To be continued!