There is no god that exists apart from ourselves. There are no protective or vengeful entities watching over us, or for that matter, watching the universe. There is no otherworldly superior male or female deity.
But in reality, we don’t know it all.
An occupant of a two dimensional world would comprehend only what could be experienced in length and width. There would be no concept or effects of height. No up. No down. Nothing beyond a flat surface could even be imagined, let alone seen. Perhaps that’s where spirits reside, in dimensions we can’t envision.
A three-dimensional being strolling through a two-dimensional world would be experienced by those within that 2-d world as a suddenly occurring/disappearing negative space in the shape of a footprint. To be more precise, it would be whatever shape is created by the intersection of a three dimensional creature. The entire two-dimensional world could travel up and down without the occupants being aware of the movement, except on some vague and uncontrollable level. Perhaps as the 3-d world experiences the fourth dimension—Time
We 3-d dwellers have a sense of the fourth dimension, but time runs in a realm out of our control. We are affected by time as it moves along its own trajectory, at its own pace. We don’t get to go back. A fourth dimensional being would have that control of traveling through time. Who knows? From their perspective, they may even get some hint of a fifth dimension that they can’t control.
There are tools, (as Lisabet mentioned last week) psychedelics—that open doors, through which we see, if only in glimpses, into other dimensions. When we were in an altered state, how familiar it all was! There always seemed to be a sense of:
“Hello? I’ve been here before. This is a state I’ve known intimately, earlier in my existence. This is the way it used to be—I used to be able to travel back and forth between this state and others at will—at one time, way, way back.”
Now, was that ‘way back’ in my infanthood? Before I was born? Before being distracted by the trappings of an earthly world? Could it be inherited memory? Collective memory of a species? The answers lie within us; they are not things a superior being invented. Someday, we will learn the hard science of these phenomena.
This innate familiarity seems common among those of us who did acid, as well as under the more benevolent predecessors like mescaline or psilocybin. It’s not necessary to the conversation to argue which is the better trigger drug than the other. Point is that they opened doors, enabling us to experience the world differently. We had peeks into other dimensions. We understood the why’s of things. We knew the wherefores. We understood how the universe comes together and how it operates. More importantly, we were made acutely aware that these truths were not ponderable, let alone accessible, within simple three-dimensional limitations.
There are obviously other doors to enlightenment than drugs. There are those who would use the denial of the flesh, such as fasting, isolation and other ascetic behavior to achieve a transcendent state. But that’s denial. What about excess?
What about flagellation, for instance? Some Christian cults use that path to mysticism. Aficionados of BDSM will have much to say about the discipline, spirituality and ultimate spiritual freedom of submission and/or dominance.
But I won’t go into BDSM here. I’ll leave that to those with experience in that realm. Having no knowledge, beyond pinking up a plump rump every now and then, I won’t pretend to wax philosophical about “the life.” I’d likely make a fool of myself, in both errors and assumptions.
What I will speak to is what I understand to be the true higher power. The confluence of human souls. Bonds of communication between people can be the most familiar of spiritual experiences.
Clearly there are many paths to spirituality. Others here have mentioned music, and I’ll take that a step further to include all the arts as potential doors to the inter-dimensional connections we human beings seek so passionately. Writers, as the grand communicators we hope to be, speak of the muse who brings us thoughts and ideas of which we ourselves have no experience. Where did those thoughts come from?
We become closer, more bound to each other when we converse. We get very much closer if we have sex. Some refer to the state as “becoming one”. Lovers who regularly experience simultaneous orgasms will know what I mean. Practitioners of Tantra will understand. Approaching sex as one of life’s little lagniappes can achieve altered states for those willing to try.
Compare that thinking to how most religions approach the subject—reducing sex to a simple need to be filled, or at worst, a nasty hunger to avoid, eviscerating the very spirituality from its natural home within us and tossing it off as trash.
Enlightened sexual travelers invite inter-dimensional shifting, exchanging, anticipating partners’ desires, needs—intuiting paths to satisfaction. Opening themselves to levels of ecstasy and insights others can’t even imagine in their limited scope. People adamantly limited to the third dimension, working with 3-d values and concepts, will continue experiencing on a pedestrian plane.
The connection itself is god. Communication—is spirituality—is God—as glue. As human beings bond at any communicative level, thoughts, words and actions increase in strength at an exponential rate, become kinetic. Power attracts power, becomes common to collective consciousness. Take for instance the (usually) negative phenomena of “mob mentality.” Communicative power weaves a fabric among us; it bonds human beings. Sexual confluence, in all its build-ups, pre-lims and variations, is one of the most powerful and commonly attainable paths toward higher communication. Perhaps the ultimate in communication.
Some call what is created “love,” one great door to sexual, intellectual, and spiritual bonding.
Now that’s creationism. Communicative creationism.