...and Found

I have tumbled through civilizations. I have overturned the furthest chasms of my knowledge and just when I was beginning to despair in my perennial questioning...

I thought and thought about the "one", the Messiah. Such an odd name it means "Saviour", "Our Defender". Oh, the delusion of man. He by any other name...defender, saviour, deliverer, guardian, guardian angel, hero, knight, liberator...has been known always as the One. And I have thought and thought about the way the world works. And I have thought and thought about the religions and their superfluous nature. I have thought and thought about the need for a Messiah. For Messiahs daily. For Messiahs always.

I have thought and thought. And no answer was forthcoming.

For, what was the need for a Messiah? Are we so prone to fall off our chairs and our paths? Is it something we do, that makes it necessary by law of action and inaction that creates the Messiah(s)? Have Messiahs, with world-time, become scarce or bountiful? Is the need for a Messiah less when the spiritual critical mass has been reached? Does the spiritual critical mass have anything to do with a Messiah? Becoz the spiritual conciousness can claim whatever oddity it wants to embrace as the 'truth'. What drives us all in the same direction? Does anything drive us in multitudes to the same direction/end? Not religion, but a deeper conciousness? Why wasn't there ever a Messiah that reconciled the whole world? Was it becoz it was too large or becoz it was too small?

Was the need for the messiah only to remind? That sounds frivolous. Unnecessary even, for we will all remember eventually. Then what purpose would that serve as soon as we returned to the conciousness pool...we'd regain all that we had thought lost in this world. Besides, the preception of time only comes with the body as we know it...so as soon as we are liberated of its limitations, we are at leisure to pursue and fall back on the same lessons/same enjoyment/same horror/same peace/same love/same sadness, etc., etc., for whatever needs they fulfill. Thus , time being an endless commodity, conciousness needn't despair, right?

The point of the Messiah seems beat.

Perhaps the point of the Messiah is/was to show us how to live? Wouldn't we always know how to live? Wouldn't natural laws establish the same patterns of dominance and prominence as they have now? Why the messiah? For we come here in purpose. And for the purpose we find we make certain choices. Choices to live peacefully, live destructively, live in richness or in poverty and at each point we can choose to transition into anything else - it is all upto us. So why the messiah?

If Hitler's purpose in the world was to inflict and know evil as it seemed...then the people who suffered at his hands...they were willing to suffer. There is/was no right or wrong. The cardinal rule of the flesh: our tendency to want to live and subsist vs die determines how we percieved that event. For who among us would want to die? Thus, murder, genocide and all other laws against a peaceful living are corrupt and wrong. But who among these people can tell me what greater purpose they served?

Now, human perpective aside. Hitler served his purpose, to himself and to the others that needed to learn whatever it was that they wanted to learn. But what purpose does the Messiah bring us? Is it to tell us, 'look you're starting to forget and you are pained thus only becoz of that'.

Only to show us a better way to learn the lesson?

Boy that sounds about right! OFCOURSE!

The need for a Messiah varies. This could be because the collective knowledge of (all?) our time(s) here brings to us the very same knowledge that the Messiah brings, perhaps better distilled. As soon as we tap into our true spirituality - it all becomes clearer. Less onerous. Less burdensome. Life is frolic and play. The code of conduct falls away as guidelines, the miracles stop appearing magical, the lessons become immaculately drawn, it all becomes what you always were and we all become 'the messiah' becoz the choices are clear to us before we even make them, the lessons lay themselves bare. The fear and futility of the cycle, the uncertainity of the 'unknown' all dissipate and the eventual lessons become forever wider and deeper. The purpose becomes a gesture.

Because the Greater Truth predominates...It is the one which we are all headed for, and have ended and begun in.