This post is, unashamedly, ecclesiastical in context. For good reason - I'm looking at the world here, the one we live on, the one we've managed to debase and humiliate in raping innocence and gorging on the spoils. We can blame ourselves, if blame is needed, for buying into the system every time we make a supermarket purchase. We can blame governments for not taking courses of action needed to protect what we deem to be sacred. And we can blame the Church, at the head of the spiritual state, for not living up to its public claims, for enabling gargantuan levels of abuse to take place under protection. This is, perhaps, the heart of the matter, for without true and accountable guidance from the pinnacle of spiritual leadership, where can society be expected to go?
Not being a big fan of blame, it has to be said that things are the way they are for a reason, and we don't have to go around accusing others for What Is. Nevertheless, power comes with responsibility, and where responsibility turns into a doorway for covert diabolism, there are no excuses for the consequences. We - the rank and file of collateral damage that powers these days seem very willing to dismiss - are perfectly within our rights to stand up and be counted, for collectively we have more power than the few, if only we had the sense to brave the smoke and step over the mirrors that those who would be kings determinedly scatter in our path.
On a planetary level, you only have to consider the number of children born to poverty as a direct result of Catholicism telling parents that contraception is an evil sleight against God. Millions of babies face starvation as soon as they leave the womb, because their mothers and fathers fear the Church. Or, more precisely, fear the dark terrors its priests elect to bear upon them in case they deviate from what is, after all, a sickeningly inky compound of threats and promises. We laugh and vent anger at those who kill and take their lives on the promise of 72 virgins and a place in Jannah, yet the countless billions who die as infants conceived as pledges of faith made by their parents are left to vanish without trace, unnoticed by the media.
Someone close to me had a life torn asunder by vicious, unfeeling rapists who plunder innocence from under their cassocks. The Catholic Church has harboured, perhaps even encouraged, paedophilia across millennia, from origins of corruption unknown. I'm going to hazard a guess at that Unknown having sprung from the spirits the Church loves to point at and cloak in false identities (unapologetically including the Bringer of Enlightenment), in the hope that my theory spurs others to consider this. For now that the Pope has visited Ireland on the pretext of begging forgiveness for child abuse, we have a new platform from which to raise our petards, in the hope that for once, the right people should fall upon them.
Spiritual power has dimensional fire at its roots. When a spacecraft leaves our atmosphere, it is free to accelerate and cross spacetime relatively unhindered. Similarly, when a rite is executed to evoke power from beyond this realm, it is then free to accelerate its influence in any direction it chooses, and while the best will in the world may invite a good person to enter the Church of God (to leave the atmosphere of Heathenism), they find therein a Crutch to shore up their darkest, most basis instincts and give diabolical desires a place of safety in which to execute their manifestation.
Power corrupts, where the powerful are careless, and once that power has found a foothold in the human psyche, which after all it's very good at doing, we find corruption to be absolute. Is there a refuge from absolution? Only for those who wish to find it, and after all power, like money, is pretty addictive once you've got it in hand. How many are willing to let go, beyond the flagship declarations of shame and retribution? Who among its flock will openly admit that the Church - not only the Catholic Church but any religious power guilty of debasing its subjects and abusing others - got it badly wrong?
Christ, Allah, Mohammed and the other deities of chosen Gods would not be best pleased at the results. What's been done to the planetary soul in the name of messiahs? And who, among leaders, shepherds or rank-and-file, will stand up and be counted against the stream of sadistic nonchalance? The Powers of Darkness your church may claim to be so vigorously resisting have become welcome sources of what proves to be real in the blackest evils of human intersection. Check behind the image of the man urging you to hush, and find startling examples of Catholic activity you haven't been told about before.
Seemingly the Dark Ages were full of warring Vandals, sparring Huns and pots of stew. There's a sub-plot as to why they became Dark, though.
All information vanished. Burnt along with the scribes, healers, sages, and a lot of women who wore the wrong kind of clothes. All reference to their knowledge was thrown to the fire in the Spanish Inquisiton, a state of tyranny that spanned four centuries. Much that was lost is now being rediscovered, as we adopt spiritual growth as intrinsic to self-development and learn that DNA changes as a record of progress throughout life.
As we chart this new course of progress on a global scale, science simultaneously hunts for Dark Matter, intrinsically bound with Dark Energy, and fail to find a particle that fits. They're still looking among the particles they already know about, but no-one has yet given much thought to the Thoughton, a theoretical particle I came up with some time ago (along with the Petrino). After all, if gravity has a particle - the graviton - and they can't find it, then thought (consciousness) should have a particle that can't be found, too. And it does seem likely that Dark Matter and Energy are more likely to be explained by something we can't find, because it's Dark. In terms we can relate to at the moment, you might say it doesn't exist. Like Thought, it has connections and relates to itself across the observable Universe and there is a lot of it flying about. But it remains a mystery while its composition is unknown.
Where you are and where I am, exploring the nature of where that is on a moment-by-moment basis, we have a whole Net-full of information Medieval people didn't have. Quantum theory, for one thing. Irrefutable proof of other dimensions, for another. We have a lot to play with now, as we struggle to view Life with the sparkling innocence we were born with against the impeding doom of more to come from the Newscasters. We've got problems, you and I, and we deal with them one by one, hoping to learn from the stupid messes we made of things before, and build ourselves into versions of Being we can light up from inside.
Einstein said we could do this. He wrote a letter to his daughter validating his thoughts. To appreciate that the feeling obtained from the power of love is electrifying, is to know the fear of losing it. There is arguably more fear than love in the equation as it stands right now, and therefore an arguable case for our learning of this energy as fully and as quickly as possible, so that we are in a position to harness it successfully and maintain an upward trajectory in our quality of Life (not to mention that of the planet) in tandem with those to whom we are connected.
There are many vilified people out there; abusers, narcissists, deviants and terrorists. We're still too easily hooked into Fear. While we search our logic banks to work out how we got into this relationship, how we could possibly have loved someone like that, how we can forgive the awful things they've done, we tend to forget the blissful feeling of thoughts crossed with that pure energy, and what it means to act on it. With the motivation of Love Energy (as described by Einstein) fuelling our course, there would be no need to give up on anything meaningful, or temptation to abandon the responsibilities we face. No anxiety at the prospect of approaching others, no fear of what people might think. Seen from a different viewpoint, most problems would dissolve, because in reality they only exist as constructs of thought. Could the Thoughton be the Dark Matter particle?
We needn't brand others with claims of ownership, or label them as Bad because we see things as we do. You might love someone who has horrendous issues to carry through their lives, and you might have to live with never seeing them again. You might be carrying more issues than you know - we can't see ourselves very easily. Freedom is down to the Singularity, and where it finds the keys to its own unique secrets. Deep is where the Dark is, where we're building a resource of new information. Let's not waste it, eh?
Entanglement, the cross-reference. Non-locality removes distance. Wave-particle duality no sooner appears than disappears into the torus of time. We live with these elements of reality.
And of course, the Uncertainty Principle makes sure the same thing never happens twice.
These are core features of our personal and social constructs, and no matter how much complication scientists embroider into the fabric, they are essentially quite straightforward. Quantum principles are really important in aligning with the course of our naturally evolving existence.
The most beautiful elements of all that we do are bound by an energy we know of as Love. A many-splendoured thing, this energy delivers joy and pain with equal aplomb, either way it has a major impact - you're going to feel it, and are likely to remember. Look up Entanglement to see what's at work when you're experiencing strange effects from feeling the way you do. Check yourself for self-love, that stuff that keeps us moving without getting lost. Losing yourself in love can be a bit of a nightmare, just as finding yourself in love can be totally ecstatic. When you find balance, you can feel it. One way or another, you learn to look after yourself and hold the kind of equilibrium in space and time that lets you feel connected and free in equal measure. Just as the Sun connects to the Earth via its transmission of photons, neutrinos and cosmic waves, those aspects of life we value the most are inclined to impart a sunny sense of brightness. Although we know it can't always be that way, for just like the weather, all things must change.
Deep in the centre of mystery, there is an infinite well of Love. We have no control over this energy that sometimes we are party to and sometimes leaves us bereft. In learning to control our own emotions, we could be in danger of blocking too much, and too much of nothing is just as tough (as the Spice Girls told us in their Christmas hit of 1997.)
Life is a song we keep singing as long as we breathe the air that lets us sing it. Those dark nights can feel pretty rough - there are moments when we wish time was done with us, when we question purpose and reason and come up with no answers. Stormclouds are sent, like the tests that precede them, to strengthen us at core for to withstand the lashing rain. Everything is temporary - see the Uncertainty Principle. We've a wave form to ride - see Wave/Particle Duality. When life turns its hand to hardball games, it can be hard to see the ball coming. We buckle under the thumps, cry like children who've lost their world in the playground, ask for forgiveness only to find we need to give it to the Self as we give it to others, for trespasses can be unintended, and thefts can be invited by a will to be taken.
Keep the quantum principles in sight as you consider the rules of these tricky tournaments. Unerringly effective, quantum laws relate to everything - don't let anyone tell you they only count in the smallest of contexts. Size is relative - from just a few thousand feet above ground, we become invisible. The planet we live on is not very large. Only the Suns can be seen as stars in night skies, their planets cloaked in shadow, while Dark Matter and Dark Energy abound to manufacture mysteries of their own. The cosmic collective spans many worlds of opportunity, an infinite array of light on velvet canvas. Sing on.
The black hole in Persius, we've heard it said, sings in B flat.
Kathy is the author of Quantumology. She met up with quantum mechanics in 1997, pledging allegiance to its sources thereafter. These are her personal thoughts and testimonies.