Parallel Universes, Part II

I had a moment of enlightenment when I pondered about the complexities of parallel universes, how it all doesn't make sense to me. How can the soul of a person splits off as many time as needed to experience an alternate universe at the same time? I remembered something I read once, something to this effect: God or the Creative Force, in order to experience different aspects of existence splits off parts of Him or Itself -- called the Divine Sparks -- and sends these sparks throughout Creation to experiment, play, and collect information to eventually return to God or the Creative Force once again. These sparks represent sentient beings, that means human beings, animals, the elementals, plants, anything you can thing of.

I remembered that different religions refer to human beings as sons of God, or in Buddhism, Buddhas (present, future, or past). So, we ourselves, as mini-Gods, to maximize our existence as a created being of God, we also splits off part of ourselves and send them off to collect information, to experience and experiment with life, all at the same time. Perhaps in the end, these parts of ourselves that split off to experience an alternate reality, a parallel universe, will also one day return to us, and we ourselves, once we're tired of playing the game of life, will also return to God, to the Creative Force.

Well, at least that's my understanding, making sense of the mystery of parallel universes. Who knows, perhaps tomorrow my understanding will change.

Mysterious Deaths

I didn't have much time lately to sit and ponder about life and then put all those thoughts coherently down on paper. There are just some days that time seems to fly by so fast when I'm immersed in my work that I lost all track of time. My God. It's 2011 already.

Time or no time, when I saw this headline, I had to stop and read: Thousands of dead birds and fish in Arkansas leave many scratching heads. All sorts of thoughts ran through my head but I'm a tad tired to lasso them all right now and put them down on this post. For sure it is a scary thought indeed that birds are suddenly dropping out of the sky en masse and fish dying by the thousands for no known reason. But, it's not just any bird: it's one specific kind of bird -- the red-winged blackbird.

Moreover, not all fish are affected this time, just the drum fish.

What's going on here? 


UPDATED: January 8, 2011
I just came across another article on The Huffington Post, published two days ago: "Birds Dying in Italy: Thousands of Turtle Doves Fall Dead from the Sky." This is a little eerie. It's happening all over the world, as "Anonymous" indicated in the comments of this post. I really hope we find out what's going on. Birds just don't fall dead from the sky. And it's not just birds -- crabs, fish, turtles... What next? Humans? But humans are already dying en masse due to wars, famine, droughts, floods... and it's happening more every day. What's the message here?

Man By the Freeway

  

Driving home today, passing by the freeway something caught my eye and made my heart ached. I saw a man with his back to the street, hunched over on a plastic chair and leaning against the wall at the same time. Next to him was metal shopping cart filled with plastic bags of something. It was a quick glance but I could tell that his clothes haven’t gone beyond shabbiness or that his hair hasn’t yet matted together with filth. It looked like he hasn’t been long on the streets. Perhaps he was recently homeless due to the tough times. My first thought, “Oh God. Poor man. Where is his family?” 

We all have a family at one point of our lives. Sometimes our family might not be the best family on the block or in the whole city, maybe even the whole state, but they’re still family. They’re there for us during the good times and the bad, to share with the joy and the misery. The bad patches in life are so much more bearable when we have someone to cry on or to share our troubles. That man was huddled by the freeway all by his lonesome. 

Then I got mad at life – how could this be so? Life should be a memorable journey of shared joy and gladness. There shouldn’t be tears, sorrow, or loneliness. Who would have the courage to go on living, knowing that in the future that’s the bleak future they face – a life of homelessness and loneliness? Then I thought about our society, the government, and our nation. It’s our bad luck that we do not have good leaders who care for the people, who truly take their office seriously as public servants, giving their time and efforts to improve the conditions of their fellow citizens. 

Then I thought about us as individuals who elected these officials into office. We have the power of the people, but we don’t make use of it. Every one of us live our lives isolated from the rest of the world, focused only on the advancement of ourselves or our families. Not many of us have the time or take the time to think about helping our neighbor or our fellow man, or our many brothers and sisters who have no place to call home, including our four-legged brothers and sisters that who looked at us with sad eyes.

I realize that in order to have a better world for all of us, man or animal, the change has to come from within us. We have to live with our heart and not with our mind. I think I read somewhere that the destruction of great civilizations came as a result of the neglect of the human spirit, the human heart and soul. We pretty much sold our soul for money or for a temporary material existence. 

I’m no different from anyone. I didn’t stop to inquire if he needed help. I didn’t know how I could help him. I didn’t know if I could take the time to give him a hand. Now I grieved that my heart had been so narrow.