Pistis: Reology, The Three Grand Illusions, and The Power To Choose

Anonymous Author

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Who Am I? Why Am I Here? What Is Reality Really All About?

Throughout mankind's history, our perceptive reality has led us to question who, what, and why we are here. What is this universe we perceive around us? These questions have been the driving force of our survival and have contributed to the evolution and proliferation of man's existence.

While there have been many disciplines of thought which have attempted to answer these questions, the truth seems to elude us, thereby indicating a lack of satisfactory answers from all our religions, philosophies, mythologies, and sciences.

Ironically, we do in fact have enough knowledge, experience, and information to discover, define, and comprehend the true nature of our existence, as well as our individual roles in it. To realize this requires the willingness to see things at their most basic level, and recognize that what we find there provides us the evidence to understand the foundation of all that exists.

For thousands of years, theologians, philosophers, and scientists have monopolized the question of "what is reality?" Now it's a topic for the rest of us.

Anyone sufficiently motivated to ask themselves questions such as "Who am I? Why am I here? What is this existence really all about?" already has the inherent ability and the direct evidence to find the answers.

It is often said that truth can be stranger then fiction. No where is this more true then in the pages of this eBook.

Sujets

• Philosophie
• Philosophie politique
• Physique
• Physical attractiveness
• Science
• Physics
• Sciences et techniques
• Quantum Theory

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• Publié par: eBookIt.com
• Date de parution: 09 novembre 2010
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781456600075
• Langue: English

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PISTIS:
REOLOGY, THE THREE GRAND ILLUSIONS, AND THE POWER TO CHOOSE
 
A Book About Reality
 
Anonymous Author
 
ISBN: 978-1-4566-0007-5
Copyright 2010, George Dokoupil
Published and Converted by eBookIt.com
 
Table of Contents
Preface
Introduction
PART I: WHAT IT SEEMS
Chapter I: Setting The Stage
Chapter II: The First Grand Illusion - Perception And The Five Physical Senses
Chapter III: The Second Grand Illusion - What's The Matter With Matter And Energy
Chapter IV: The Third Grand Illusion - What Time Is It?
PART II: WHAT IT MEANS
Chapter V: The Conscious Connection
Chapter XI: The Greatest Choice Of All
Chapter VII: Power To Choose
Chapter VIII: Perfection And The Bottom Line
Chapter IX: On Love And Will
Chapter X: Truth Or Consequences?
Chapter XI: The Greatest Choice Of All
Chapter XII: In Closing
 
Preface
This book is the culmination of a compulsion that began in 1954, when I received a much wanted telescope for Christmas. I wanted to see Heaven; more specifically, I wanted to see God. God was in heaven I had been taught, so in the mind of the eight year old I was then, it seemed perfectly logical that a telescope was the obvious tool needed to complete my search. Needless to say, I didn’t see God, but it didn't take me too long to figure out how really practical a telescope might still be. The local teenage beauty lived across the street. What began as an intellectual pursuit turned into a hormonal one.
Fortunately for her, because my vantage point in the attic was too high, I became expert only on the architecture of her feet, for which I soon lost all interest. These two experiences were the highlight of my eighth year. Never the less, 1954 was a keystone in my life, for it was then that I became confronted with two of life's greatest mysteries; questioning the existence of myself and everything around me, and having to deal with my sexuality. I naturally had no idea then about how these two topics were destined to become such great sources of dilemma, confusion, and frustration in the years to follow.
My life, while naturally unique to me, is I'm sure not too unlike your life, at least in general ways. Hardships, tragedies, sorrows, disappointments, regrets, and failures, all intermixed, fortunately, with joys, triumphs, achievements, successes, and those periods in which we are contented, have filled the time between birth and the present. All these experiences come to each of us in various degrees of intensity and duration.
I began my awareness of my existence, that is, the point where I began to realize I could think objectively, even if not always realistically and reach conclusions about my life, with an abundant curiosity about who and what I was, and how this existence came to be. Most of this curiosity stemmed initially from my early religious teachings. The Bible stories I was taught were fascinating, and to think they were part of the human experience filled me with great awe and wonder.
The more I questioned however, the less sense the answers I received made. The dogma and diversity in Christian religious sects, while believing in the same God, seemed a man made thing rather then a God inspired one. The Ten Commandments were professed to be divine law, yet who obeyed them? Certainly not those around me who were telling me they must be my rules. The hypocrisy actually became very amusing to me, as I'm sure it has to many others.
Two plus two wasn't even coming close to four here, and my first major conclusion about life was that organized religion was simply not understood the way God had intended. The contradictions seemed too great, and the tales too imaginative, confusing, and mythical. The intent of religion however cannot be ignored, and neither can it be disrespected. The people who devote their lives to God are for the most part more dedicated than most. This is of course not to say they are above being human, subject to the same temptations and even perversions not uncommon in society at large. The idea of the word of God being written by man, and then interpreted and re-written numerous times to the present seemed to me to leave an awful lot of opportunity for author embellishment and fabrication. My reasoning led me to conclude that to glorify God with temples of gold and million dollar T.V. productions, while so many are in need, simply made no sense , and couldn't possibly make any sense to the God I was taught to believe in. Back then, religion did not seem to have any viable answers to the questions I had about myself and existence, and how we came to be, in spite of this affinity I felt within me that God truly was the Creator of all.
About this time, I was getting old enough to understand some of the things we humans were doing to discover our source. Science became my religion. Here you weren’t required to believe things willy nilly, or on what appeared to be the translations and interpretations of personalities stretching over several thousand years of history. Science required no faith; it could not only discover the makeup of things, it could predict future results from its discoveries. It seemed that Science had already defined most things in nature, at least for the things I could understand. While I was learning of science's invincibility, along came Sputnik and our own entry into space exploration. This was awesome; these were the events of the Bible without all the hocus-pocus stuff. Going into space from earth by man's ability to discover was the kind of miracle I was looking for. Science would find God sooner or later I thought, for here man was using to the maximum what God endowed him with.
So began my preoccupation with chemistry, biology, and physics. These subjects were not normal school curriculum until high school back in those days, at least not in the schools I attended. If I wasn't out at the local trout stream, I was buried in books at the library, or up in our attic devising experiments to discover the cure for cancer, or designing and building rockets to launch into space. Growing mold and bacteria, making a Wilson Cloud Chamber and Van De Graff Generator, taking apart electrical appliances to make "instrumentation", and mixing rocket fuel with chemicals from the local druggist with caramel candy on the stove were the things my life revolved around. Looking back on all this, it is a miracle that I never burned our house down. There were a few occasions I came close. My parents would have had a heart attack if they only knew half the things I did in the name of science.
It was around the time of these events that I became aware of and interested in the research of Dr. J.B. Rhine at Duke University, and also about the life of Edgar Cayce. Both these men where involved in what is called the paranormal experiences of humans. Actually, before I even knew this was a science, I was interested in unexplained phenomenon due to what was then my favorite T.V. show. I don’t remember the shows title, but it is a monument to advertising that I remember it was sponsored by Alcoa Aluminum. It portrayed recorded, but unexplained events.
Two shows still stick out in my mind; one was about a man who was in Europe, where he became ill and died. At the same time of his death, he visited some friends in the United States. Quite a feat! The other episode was about a man, who in the Thirties, tried to get interest in his invention of a pill, that when added to water, turned the water into combustible fuel. Naturally, everyone thought he was a scam artist and no one took him seriously. So one day in desperation, he sneaked onto the White House grounds, put a pill in a car of the Presidential motorcade, and with a garden hose, proceeded to fill the car's gas tank with water. He didn’t get too far, for the secret service men grabbed him and took him to a holding room. When he explained what he was doing and why, and because the car he treated left without any ill effect, he was taken to a laboratory where his pill was mixed with water and analyzed. It turned out to be gasoline.
When the officials went to get this man from the waiting room in which they left him, he was gone. No one saw him leave the building, which had security for those coming and going, and no trace was ever found of him again. We could sure use him today! Now whether these stories are true or not, I don’t know, but back in those days they impressed me. It seemed to me that between science and its facts and means of discovery, and this field called the paranormal, which dealt with inexplicable powers of the human mind and a life beyond the physical one, the source of existence and God could be found.
All these topics gave me countless hours of fascination, yet this stage of my life was one of both ignorance and innocence. While the innocence would soon be lost, the ignorance seems a permanent fixture in the human condition. It seems the best we can hope for is to become just less ignorant as time goes by.
Completing high school, going to college, and dealing with the reality of making a living, as well as all the experiences intertwined in these pursuits became a rocky and even tumultuous road to travel. While all the events that comprised the make up of these experiences are critical to the creation of this book, there is little benefit to go into them further here. The bottom line is that the lessons learned from the endeavors pursued with science, religion, and life’s challenges are the source from which this work was derived. It is therefore just one person’s observations and conclusions about this reality.
Introduction
This book is about reality. It’s about drawing conclusions about our existence based on obvious, yet ignored principles that are fundamental to all the experience we know, including the experience of ourselves. It offers viable clues to understanding the who, what, and why of what mankind is, as well as all that exists.
The goal