I worship creation

The Devil is very clever. Everyone has God and the Devil inside according to the dervish, and for the dervish the way is to emulate Muhammad (pbuh) who said that for him his Devil had submitted.
So, in my arrival at a view, I am sensitive to any apparent Enlightenment that actually does not see the full worth of this extraordinary creation that is Mankind, that sees the mistakes of Mankind as somehow proving that it’s all gone wrong, that there is great delusion in relating to material creation, that God has got it all wrong.
There is sickness, the dervish says that God sends sickness to His favourites. So, because there is sickness, there is also the possibility of healing.
This healing of sickness is inherent in seeing the full majesty and beauty of Earth’s creation and of Mankind’s conscious self-awareness of Love as being an intrinsic part of Earth’s creativity – or else why bother with sacrificing time and effort to serve other people at all?
Spiritual teachings that subtly seek to return people to an inner place of quasi-happiness by maligning the messiness and disasters of peoples attempts to love, without first being clear about the overall worth of those efforts as being magnificent, are in fact satanic. The design of Mankind is not a mistake, the Prophetic principles that point to a conscious Source for everything do not diminish seeking to know other people in love to experience being. The spiritual principles are delivered to help heal when these efforts inevitably go wrong, for mistakes mean experience, experience calibrates conscience, conscience is the only arbiter of individuation in the wrestling match between the inner God and Devil that is our kindergarten psychic birthright.
Happiness is beingness. Beingness is not just an inner attainment, its beauty is messy, majestic, muddy, moody and magnificent.
The question to my left and right hands, to my psyche, the place of my angels, the place of my djinn, is the eternal question from “O God”, to God and the Devil, “now, will you bow down and worship that which I have created?”
My Devil says “yes”, (bows down).
God makes this world with both of His hands, they don’t often come together in a person until life has unfolded plausibly, that is, to a point of personal applause that has escaped from a teacher’s temporary clap-trap.

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About Andrew Dettman

Counsellor, poet, cabbie, diction worker. Ministrant.
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