My Beliefs, Your Beliefs, in a Sensation Driven Reality
To suggest I don’t believe it would be foolish. Any act of counter-belief pressing on my senses affects me just as much as pro-belief. All I’ve done is turned the direction on a swing that always wings back. So in waves, I’m superior, or I FEEL superior, as I point down to you, 👇 the firm believer stuck in dogma.
To believe or not to believe is the full spectrum of belief that includes the negatively charged pole objecting to its positive as well as vice versa.
When my general day-to-day mental processing is highly refined, I live in a Sensation Based Reality (my life revolves around sweet & sour stories/narratives). Belief is not only boxed into religions and philosophies, etc., as I once knew. The word now covers any area of thought that produces strong feelings in a habit. Including, my worship of science and technology as a GOD.
But from what I know, traditionally, believing points to an old roll of immortal stories (stories of immortality) in an attempt to establish or reinforce an ancient (mmm… alleged) process of life as fact. These records and or allegations that made it thru the ages produced a sense of security, comfort and longevity in someone’s overall pleasure.
In short, memories from the upline got handed down with refinements made each step of the way. A tradition kept the order and the humans within this group were able to maintain a particular way and behaviour to keep the wheels of reality well-oiled. In return, a satisfaction got drawn out of a strong-body of ideals.
What Is Faith? Other Than, a Surge or an Integral Feeling of Attaining Something Just out of Reach?
Perhaps this ‘faith’ business I still often taste and hold onto is nothing more than my attachment to the idea of a life guided towards abundant energy or to have more energy than what I have right now.
I am guided to the fruits by something greater than myself, says the idea entangled in faith.
Or put another way, whenever a hint of faith arose, I’d jump at it and hold onto the responding thoughts, converting as much psychological reward as possible. Because once the ideas kick-off, they’re gratifying, regardless of what’s actually ahead or about to occur.
Well, at least until the sour one’s takeover and the sweet restart in the incubation chamber again.