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Buddah MAC
01-25-06, 04:43 PM
back to life, but no closer to reality
today all I’m seeing is a misconception malady
giving Him a face, f-ck, giving it a gender,
f-ck, giving an abstract an opportunity to enter
our language as a noun, ain’t where this verb found
if your puzzle’s pre-made, I’m bout to break it down
"reality is one; sages call it different names"
that's what Vedas claim and today meaning's same
chained to antiquated sects, sections that don't reflect
the whole; death knolls to souls that gained control
exploiting that separation, when communal contemplation
would have us all facin’ our religious relation
but blast confrontation as facts and myths merge
depending on the book, don't know to suppress which urge
just as Siddhartha, we're all seeking our own path
but if it ain’t 8-fold, don’t get stuck on the math
just follow your Tao, literally "a way" or "road"
the path, not the goal, what the scenery shows
‘bout yourself, ‘bout the world, ‘bout what connects ‘em
‘bout how tradition for tradition’s sake infects ‘em
"Everywhere I see nothing pretending to be something"
Confucius knew even back then when headz were frontin'
stuntin’ spiritual growth for selfish pleasure
and in this tainted measure most sunk the true treasure
hedonism runs the system; teachin’ wealth over wisdom
98% of education solely focused on occupation
and those holdin’ true beliefs all deceived by holy thieves
who have this split achieved to keep you all naive
to not see the grand design, blind to truth’s shine
simply because it contradicts chapter 16, verse 9
rewind, taking it back to the ancient near-East
hopin’ you hungry cuz here comes the feast
and the Heirogamic model that we still coddle
you thinkin’ “Mother Earth” Judeo-Christian? Listen
the sky father/earth mother vision born off horizon
face the f-cking inferred, and focus your eyes on
the fruits of that union: everything on the surface
always been children of gods, and it works as
the gods came forth, as rays from the sun
but from whence the sun become? lemme back up some...
radical monotheism is a false vision
and the threshold variety better fits the deity
that all religions worshipped, and still do despite labels
set to clear the picture up like rabbit ears to cable
and in the HD, why don't you double-take the
heavenly hoasts from outside eyes and see the stately
grace given through the prism of lesser gods serving one
and the clouds part, clear sight sponsored by the sun
take the broad Hindu view on what Brahman is exactly
the cosmic condition of being, and all Gods acting
as emanations from that backdrop, aspects of existence
as are you, Atman, an extension of the attributless

-we now pause for placement identification-

“Who really knows? Who can presume to tell it?
Whence was it born? Whence issued this creation?
Even the Gods came after its emergence.
Then who can tell from whence it came to be?”- Rig Veda 10:129

only Akashic might reveal, but ‘til a glance we steal
we cut across this canvas hopin’ time’ll heal
instead, dualism adopted, couldn’t stop it
even tho Monistic Mazdaism how they dropped it
but sides chosen, Ahura Mazda vs. Ahriman
to lay it out for laymen, let’s say God vs. Satan
say last bit ain’t Persian? Well, Abraham was
so think on his reference when God says ‘what up cuz?’
and that concept of God lain on a known template
becomes an image that ain’t faded to this date
add in the Memphite drama, what God made manifest
and that’s the origin answer to those taking the test
afterwards, and after words on PTAH and ATUM
over to Tiamat and Marduk and what gets consumed
but behind it all, regardless what’s misconceived off ‘em
same remaining existence essence these Gods drop in
out of, the MA'AT behind it all
Asha, ME, Logos, whatever it’s called
irrelevant long as the concept’s conceived
and gestates in your mind, and on that scene
as the influences abound, infinite links found
check the reasoning behind some laws laid down
reactionary to Akitu, why they say the tower fell
cuz Bablyon was getting their freak on at the bell
ringin’ in the new year, and the orgy commenced
thinking cyclically that their action prevents
the rotation from ending, bearing the calendar year
and that was getting closer to God, which doesn’t appear
to those single text readers, partial views all they see here
so an oppositional people, to make their religion clear
condemn such in vain action, and sex vilified
and the Abrahamic nations still suffer on that lie
still stuck on the church, needing a God conduit
can’t understand this bull**** they conned you with
still sensing you ain’t bought the bridge built
between poly and mono, watch your theism spill
into the other category off the simple acceptance
that the angels, demons, Satan & Jesus, ‘cross the fence
from an outside view, would be seen as other Gods
so as we define ancient pantheons, peep that fraud
on both sides of the coin, gangsta as Jesus on money-changers
was the doctrine of the incarnation in how it changed just
everything since, yet the more it stays the same
even before Pharoah/Horus, we all knew this game
would explain it, but stated easily:
Ehyem-Asher-Ehyeh, I will be who I will be
maybe even you? We all know ‘bout avatars
Jesus to Krishna, check if you’re dealt that card
cuz beyond the numbers come the faces, to the ace
which could bring you back to 1 if you need that placed
yeah, I know, ya’ll on some ‘that ain’t me’
but, “the things that I do, ye shall do, and do greatly”
Christian “sin” based on Augustine’s misinterpretation
the Buddhist model match my contemplation
where “sin” is simply spiritual ignorance
and too many drowning in it, in that sense
but ‘religion is to culture as soul is to body’
there ain’t one without the other, ain’t that an oddity
that out the vast tapestry humankind over time created
not one culture existed without a religion related
so the order fits, unifying everything extension
reconceive what “God” meant, lessen the pretension
of false images, and the false frames around ‘em
and realize each artist’s vision founded
on the same canvas, so while you argue whose hand is
the greatest, you miss the point that’s grandest

Wordsmyth
01-25-06, 06:36 PM
Yo this was fukin INSANE, deeper than i want to go into. Sounds like some Nas ish or talib. Especially like this right here...

the whole; death knolls to souls that gained control
exploiting that separation, when communal contemplation
would have us all facin’ our religious relation
but blast confrontation as facts and myths merge
depending on the book, don't know to suppress which urge

that's real the whole joint was ill and well thought out, VERY good work son.. keep doing you!

Conduit
04-24-06, 04:45 PM
I do not understand how in the world this got one response. I have my own feelings about it (I'm gonna post a response to this. Gimme a few days, Buddah. Thank God you started this conversation.), but the fact that this didn't stir anything up in anyone worries me. I know it's long, but it's worth the read I think.

Buddah Mac does not disappoint.

Conduit
05-17-06, 11:06 AM
Started a rhyme, but was too overcome with emotion to put form to this thing after a while. Rhythm has a way of cheapening things.

I think -- and in thought am I held to my notions / I feel -- though distraught I embrace my emotions / I am of two minds, and a whole never balanced /when the flesh and the heart seem perpetually challenged / Yes: He is a typed abstraction, given a sex in revelation / dependent upon our senses -- in all senses, his creations -- / to reveal, amongst ourselves, a truth of great wealth. To say we are unduly charged is not an exaggeration... / but I have to say that I cannot accept the selfishness that has grown, / moulded itself into our collective consciousness and created a throne: / in our minds we are, at least according to ourselves, / self-proclaimed masters of destiny, strange that most can't stomach themselves / or the nerve to speak out, let alone speak life / into the lives of their fam, or an open mic. / Post-modernism, in my opinion, is the illest perpretration / of deceit, that twists history into a tinged manifestation / of itself, as if it ever made sense that the creation was the Creator, / or that an absolute Truth wasn't as absolute as earth's equator... / as if I can't say to my neighbor, regardless of his beliefs, / that if he ever touched my wife I'd have to choke him in his sleep, / and have him understand, despite our prayer to different gods, / that what I'm speaking is the Truth? I think that's a little odd. / I mean, I've studied most of the theories, intellectualized, questioned faith, a/ bandoned God, invested in self, created a relative path for my mind to take, / rationalized my way to an autonomous existence, moved at my own will for an extended period...

But I can say to you that I am here today because I submitted to something outside of myself. Born, raised, left, phased by heartache, pain, math on the brain, poetry, art, and then it all came: my folks divorced and my whole world shattered. I drank of all grime as if nothing else mattered. There's only so much pain you can inflict upon yourself until you need to share a good deal of it with someone else and so I lost it, my virginity, and spread self into others. I separated myself from my myself under the covers. There are pieces of me walking around the streets of several cities that I will never get back -- and not all of them look pretty. You tell me how long you think you can stray from the world you live in when all of you've got to get lost in is girls. You tell me how long you think your life will ignore you when you now know about twenty more other people that abhore you. You tell me how long you think you can escape His Will when all you've got is yourself and His dreams for you to kill. There was never a fight, or a drug, or a drink, or a chic who could ever slow me down enough to think... as much as fatherhood did. He knew that, so he let it happen. It set me straight. I am here. I am happy, because I depend on Him, and he never fails me.

Texts, doctrines, rhymes -- these things don't change your faith. Those things don't shape your view of life. Your pain does. Books don't heal emotional wounds. Truth cannot be bound in letter form. Your heart has to show you the way. That's why you've been equipped with it.

Conduit
05-30-06, 11:29 AM
up for buddah

theman080
05-30-06, 08:00 PM
5 stars

Buddah MAC
06-02-06, 11:20 PM
very nice G...I was expecting you to continue upon the theme ala Solar Flare but instead you turned this very inward...I enjoyed it...propers