Peace Points

God is not a man and never was. From at least the Neolithic Period (around 4300 B.C.E.) imposter God was Goddess. Women were tribal leaders and dispensers of wisdom. They were hunters, gatherers, keeper of homes and families, and they gave birth, which was regarded then as now as the miracle it is. Men couldn’t do that, but women never lorded it over them, men were treated as equally best-intentioned and adoring willing students-of-peace partners, because power is not a feminine trait, peace is and peace was the cultural imperative when women were the spiritual leaders. There’s much more recent proof of this. A partial parchment dated to first century B.C.E. commonly known as the Genesis Apocryphon tracks with Genesis 5:28 through 15:4 and flips the narrative back to reality. Unlike the third-party out-in-the-ether account of the better-known Genesis, the Apocryphon is intimate first-person reality stories. Lamech’s story was about his wife, and Abraham’s was the story of his wife Sarah, the epic heroine. The Genesis that all of our minds and spirits were poisoned with seems indifferent to female progeny. In our spirits and heart of hearts and in our intellect, psyche, mentality and emotions, we always knew this was misogynistic crap. The Genesis Apocryphon depicts is the truth that the reality of peace is eternity is through and through the story of women birthing and nurturing men. In Genesis, men claim to be powerful and we know power corrupts and power is corruption, and nothing else. The Apocryphon keenly settles eternity to be about peace and wisdom which are feminine traits. Power is chaos, peace is calm. Power causes problems, peace resolves everything.

Eternity is simple with no beginning; no pause or break and nom end. Eternity is one thing and nothing is more simple than one. Eternity is unbroken timelessness. Spiritsapiens live (once) eternally. One life is simple. In temporal time we sometimes imagine we’re more sapiens than spirit. Not so. We’re eternal spiritsapiens and we can time timeless travel. We can experience past, present, future. There’s one eternal truth, simple, one eternal peace. Simple as simple can be.

Sheternity is one. Sheternity can be imagined as creator, creating space, planets and stars, animals including spiritsapiens, sea life and birds, insects and worms, vegetables and minerals – all created from the only raw material at hand – self – so all creation is sheternity and creating. Creation is not an event, it is eternal. We’ve long known we are one. To imagine sheternity as one is, in the vernacular, imagining one on steroids, industrial strength one, professional grade one. Wow! Dang!  Shazam! [add your preferred superlative here].

We know eternal truth. When we are unsure or untruthful, we cannot retreat into peace. Even if we count to 100. We may hyperventilate, but peace will elude us. To face the truth and know best and worst case we’re forgiven is to be subsumed in peace.

We’re regularly lied to, told reality is the material word and eternity is unknowable. We only need to know a little math and science to call gobshite! (Gobshite is a mostly Irish word that jumped off the pages of John Hockey’s novel Squaddies: Portrait of a Subculture circa 1986. You can surmise the meaning). Science never claims to know what’s real, everything’s a theory subject to change. When it does change, science says “Oh well, you shouldn’t have believed us before because we told you it was only a theory, and therefore it wasn’t (it was) a lie and you shouldn’t have believed us, but we’re cocksure now, so believe it. Wink, wink. No, don’t. You know you wanna, so believe it, but we’re not responsible when it turns out to be false later, which it will”. Everything in the material world is subject to change. We can never know temporal truth (Hint: there’s no such thing). We know eternal peace: breathe, count to four and surrender into peace. We know eternal truth. We feel peaceful about it. If we’re unsure or untruthful, we can’t slip or slide into peace even if we count to 100.