Parents

We are closer in being like our own parents than we are becoming like our God, who we call our Heavenly Father.

It makes perfect sense to us that parents learn by being a parent. For example, I was thinking about the countless things that I did wrong, but did the best I knew. So, that lead me to consider how the things I do might seem insane to someone without the same perspective, which lead to the thought about if God is "learning and becoming", too or if that is just a mortal thing.

As children, it seems like our parents know everything, until we are in their place. One of my favorite comments was when a woman was explaining how children come to understand sex. At first. It wasn't hid from them, but just kept back because it was neither relevant or necessary, but at a certain developmental stage a child becomes both willing and able to understand things that although, new to them have been aroind as long as people have.

My dad used to say, and I was not sure it wasn't a threat, that as we are he once was, and as he is we will become. Pretty vague, huh? That is the beauty of it all. Sure I will never be a man, and I used to think, noooo way! Cause I was never going to become over weight...I already am. Uh oh. But, instead of being upset, it makes me wonder "what next" surely there is something that God is aspiring to.

I wonder if I can help. First thought is pray, uh, but that is asking God for help, so that won't do... him, I guess, as a parent, my kids would help most by obeying me, so I conclude to help a Heavenly Father most I ought to obey him.

Years pass...

Playing catch up is why I never sleep, even when my body rests my mind keeps generating ideas. I have years still to catch up on, but one idea piqued my interest.

In the morning I sift through the thoughts that seemed related, but aren't. Like sun it yellow in that painting, it is hot. Do not touch dandelions, or you might get burned. Rosseau called this reflection, naturally it comes after sensation, or in this case protects us from supposed sensations, and it could save our life, if Dandelions were really as hot as the sun.

But, I toss that notion and feel good because later I learn that the color is likely a result of the atom is is fusing due to high levels of gravity. Dandelions do not fuse atoms, as least that I am aware of.

On to my point, someone said, "I only know what I like." Funny how tiny little things people say stick with us and sort of snowball into a big thing after beeing applied to so much. Anyway, this is one of those funny little things my brain paired it with. Others like the same thing, and if enough like it. You will be successful. If you like it and others like it, then if you like you, so will others. Why wouldn't they, afterall? Before I tossed it, I mulled it over.  What a peculiar notion. I read that the most becoming thing a woman can wear is self confidence is that related, too? Ok, true or false time, enough clinging to partial truths, they are like diet drinks, fascinating notion with no substance.

Conspiracy from God with Love

It always seems, at least for me, the closer I get to actually knowing God, the more of a conspiracy everything seems. I seem to doubt everything, because of the ways we have been taught to search out truth. But, if one accepts Mormonism, then with that comes the freedom to just accept things you cannot know like others thoughts.

A thing I do not have and exact references for, but the scene plays out in my mind where a prophet of God is being questioned by a king, and the king thinks something but does not say it, and the prophet "percieves his thoughts". That is what I would look up cause I can remember those exact words.

Almost constantly I am picking up on patterns, and it is only natural to try to make sense out of things, sometimes, my mind even forms associations and conclusions without me, but when I later try to understand why a thing is, my only explination ends up being a fantastic story. You know, I think that is where writers get incredible ideas, even Greek mythology is pretty fascinating.

Whomever I am mentally fixed on becomes the hero of my ever evolving plot, but to seriously make some sense out of a bigger picture the impossible figures or heroes could only be described as a God. I knew there was alot of power involved, but naturally, I figured that power was money.

Seriously, I cannot even count the times I have wondered how Lucifer was banished and is repelled by... WHAT? With my own kids I do not even have the ability to force them to do a thing, although my legitimacy comes from encouraging them to do go and them seeing that when they do what I say they get the results they want.

Power interests me. There is a movie that I simply adore. The movie is called "Anonymous". It has a scene where several Earls discuss the power that words have. The one explains how having one's ideas shared in thousands of minds is power, referring to plays. The one says that no war was ever won with words so he chooses might or his sword.

(Like the end of "The Mission" where the missionary dexlares that if might is right than love has no place in this world."

LDS beliefs are that we existed in a premortal existence (world) where there was a counsel and a "war". But, what sort or war was it?

Anyway, I think of another movie "Contact" where what one experiences as real is not believed by others to the point that it was all explained as the work of one very powerful man. It is funny to mearn that who people are is so fluid. We base so much value on our ability to perceive but, what if you perceive differently that someone else?

I need to "work in" another line I love from Disney's "The Incredibles" a lady who is employed by the villain is asked why they chose to live in a volcano, I think. Anyhow the character's name is Mirage (mom and dad's  band's name) and she says, "I am drawn to power."