Forgotten Wars

Radio speaks my name, cold comforts, hands clasped in the rain, a man down, no shelter, no pain, what is this place, a grass bed of snakes chasing the fire light, a dream of no tomorrow, flags waving in the distance, and then.

-Josh Fleming


God is a word for children

“God is a word for children.

For the few who grow up, it is deep, private and wordless, and has nothing to do with the schoolyard chatter of conflicting religions. Yet, paradoxically, it is the very young and the very old who know this best.

It is quite possible to practice the ‘awareness of the presence of God’. Those who do come to realize that religions too belong largely to words and concepts, where God is not to be found.

Anyone who tells you they know WHO god IS are to be mistrusted.

Remember it’s early in history, it’s only 2009, and we’re all still primitive little savages, oblivious to the effulgence of our own existence.

It is revealing that ‘God’ is also the most extensively used expletive in the multiple languages of our world. It springs unbidden from our deepest hearts, when we’re not ‘thinking’.

Thought is the enemy of ‘the awareness of the presence of god.’

Knowing is different from thinking, or hoping or having ‘faith’ in. It’s been remarked that ‘Belief, surely, in the absence of certainty, is close to lunacy’. The world is full of lunatics.

Not enough of us have practiced, or even considered, the ‘a.o.t.p.o.g’ to have an opinion on the matter. Those who have know the futility, the pointlessness — indeed the catastrophic dangers — of declaring an opinion on the matter. There are religious sects in Asia that maintain it is a blasphemy to even mention the word, because to do so is to confine its meaning such that one obviously hasn’t a clue as to what it means. In the Knowledge of the Presence of God there is power beyond words… so why not just shut up and get on with it for God’s sake.”

 –       Lawrence Blair, Ph.D.


“We are primitive little animals; we haven’t a clue about ourselves or about the effulgence of existence in which we find ourselves in. If we are fish living at the bottom of a very dark sea and we are vaguely aware of light, mainly bioluminescence from other fish, we will see these glimmers going past us, some very bioluminescent fish will go past us, above us, and lots of us will follow it as the brightest light, but still with little idea of what the luminosity is like on the surface of the sea. “ So as I say, God for me is more a direction, an indication of a course, rather than a continent or a destination.”

“It’s a sacrilege to put a name on him, because he doesn’t belong to the area of thought, of language of mind, if you feel that you can name it you haven’t understood it at all.”

– Lawrence Blair, Ph.D.



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