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The sense of life?

Again and again the question is asked, what the meaning of life is. It's a matter of consideration. One way to look at the world, would be a children's playground, a sandbox. The children are playing in the sandpit, they build their houses, their palaces, maybe they make cars out of the sand, they fight other children, they drive their sand-made vehicles through the streets of their cities. There is aggression and and war. Jealousy and envy. “Others have a nicer sand castle than me.”

Ashes to ashes?

Yes, that's how they sit and play. And the sun dries the sand and everything goes away. Everything is impermanent. A great lamentation breaks out, because the children fail to understand, that they are sitting in a sandpit. But thank God - in the truest sense of the word – standing a little away from the sandpit, with all the wonderful palaces and cars, the wars, guilt and sins, transience, standing next to the sandpit, is the father big and strong and bright - and he shines with all his light and he reaches out his hand to the children and says “Come! Get off the playground! Stop the nonsense! Come to me! Come to my hand! We're going home! ”

A treadmill of illusions?

Yes but people are obviously blind. Or blind-ed? Manipulated? Staying in their sandpit, for the most part. First of all, don't even understand, that they have found accommodation in one of these. Society could be described as a treadmill, that drives people to run faster and faster, towards a picture, that hangs in front of them in a golden frame, a beautiful car, a new house, vacation, whatever .

Chasing carrots?

And they kick and run and pretend and do like the donkey with a carrot in front of its mouth. And run and run. And sometimes they even reach the goal, then they see -, that's just a picture. You tear it down and hang up a new one. And again they start to run until they can no longer, and one day the body says: "That's it and goodbye". And then the whole thing starts all over again.

What is actually the goal?

Instead of jumping off this treadmill and seeing what's going on with the picture. What is perhaps behind the frame, in which this picture is attached. What the frame itself is. No no. You stay on your treadmill.

Too simple?

It's really, that simple. We start from the simple, really basic premise, that God is love, and there is no denying it, because apart from love everything contains an antithesis somewhere. But love is simply all-encompassing and it contains every component, that is somehow imaginable.

True love does not allow suffering?

For how, I ask, could universal love ever allow one of its children to experience suffering? So - simply impossible. That's why the whole thing is designed in such a way, that we, like in a cloud of guilt and ruin and sin and forgiveness and blablabla - everything, that has to do with it -, that we are sticked it to this cloud, we float in there and see nothing In this fog, these infinite consequences and judgments, that we make every day. We do not see what is actually the basis. Namely infinite love.

Expanding love?

Creation, is eternal - infinite - that means there is no dualism in love. There is only one thing -, that is love, the all-encompassing, ever-expanding, flowing love. This is creation. If we proceed from this basis, then we see, that if creation loves its children, the sons, the sons of God, in the way, that love is shaped, infinitely, flowing out, without limits, forever during - then it becomes very clear, that everything, that happens here on this earth in terms of suffering, what we see, what we perceive, sin and guilt, and death and disease and whatever - can only be an illusion. It is a bad dream.

Living in an illusionary reality?

But these fogs in which we live, they only come from within ourselves. We create them ourselves - in a completely confused way, we try to adapt to the confused and incomprehensible and never comprehensible events in this illusionary reality. To adapt. To play with them. Playing the game right. And, that will never, never, never work. That's not working at all. The world is crazy. It cannot be otherwise. And, that's a wicked madness. This is a madness, that creates guilt and suf-fering. From this point of view, it stands in absolute diametrics, in complete opposition, to what is the actual idea, the basic idea, the root of the whole - and, that is all-embracing eternal love.

Understanding comes with will?

A question, that is also often asked. “How can I deal with the fact, that the world, that I experience, that I perceive, is only an illusion?” Well, that is by no means the case. It is not an illusion. The world is. The answer is quite easy. When you start to recognize, when you have the will, the firm will, to recognize the truth, when you are looking for it, when you are looking for this "meaning of life" then you will gradually come to the point, where a door opens. A door, that leads to another level of understanding.

The mist dissolves into beauty?

From there the search continues, and we are glad of this search. Because with new experiences, new gates open up, a seemingly endless chain of things, experiences and opinion-forming, that appear in our ego and ultimately lead to our seeing less and less of this fog, of guilt and despair and death and illness than we did before. So this fog slowly dissolves - the further we progress - gate by gate opens - the fog becomes lighter - and we recognize more and more the actual basic structures - the actual source. And, that's love.

Give love in abundance?

That also makes us loving as humans - we give love - and the great thing is - we receive it to the same extent - in an almost inexplicable way - which ... really cannot be explained. This is the point where you can say, that the way to the meaning of life is to be walked in 1000 ways, but one can only show the way - the last step - or the last steps - everyone has to do it for himself.

Summary

And all mysteries, all attempts by religions, philosophers, shamans, can only ever be a pointer - a pointer to the moon. Everyone recognizes the moon for themselves. And the whole thing is actually so simple -, that it is difficult again. It's really like - when you can't see the forest for the trees. Obviously, it is too simple for our complicated thinking. That is the reason.