Death is the central
dream from which all illusions stem. Is it not madness to think
of life as being born, aging, losing vitality, and dying in the
end?
We have asked this
question before, but now we need to consider it still more carefully.
It is the one fixed, unchangeable belief of the world that all things
in it are born only to die. This is regarded as "the way of
nature," not to be raised to question but to be accepted as
the "natural" law of life. The cyclical, the changing
and unsure, the undependable and the unsteady, waxing and waning
in a certain way upon a certain path—all this is taken as
the Will of God. And no one asks if a benign (loving) Creator could
will this.
In this perception
of the universe as God created it, it would not be possible to
think of Him as loving.
For who has decreed
that all things pass away, ending in dust and disappointment and
despair could but be feared. He holds your little life in his hand
but by a thread, ready to break it off without regret or care, perhaps
today. Or if he waits, yet is the ending certain.
Who loves such a god
knows not of love because he has denied that life is real. Death
has become life's symbol. His world is now a battleground where
contradiction reigns, and opposites make endless war. Where there
is death is peace impossible.
Death is the symbol
of the fear of God. His love is blotted out in the idea, which holds
it from awareness like a shield held to obscure the sun. The grimness
of the symbol is enough to show it cannot co-exist with God. It
holds an image of the Son of God in which he is "laid to rest"
in devastation's arms, where worms wait to greet him and to last
a little while by his destruction. Yet the worms as well are doomed
to be destroyed as certainly. And so do all things live because
of death. Devouring is nature's "law of life." God is
insane, and fear alone is real.
The curious belief
that there is part of dying things that may go on apart from what
will die does not proclaim a loving God nor re-establish any grounds
for trust. If death is real for anything, there is no life.
Death denies life,
but if there is reality in life, death is denied.
No compromise in this
is possible. There is either a god of fear or One of Love. The world
attempts a thousand compromises and will attempt a thousand more.
Not one can be acceptable to God's teachers because not one could
be acceptable to God. He did not make death because He did not make
fear. Both are equally meaningless to Him.
The "reality"
of death is firmly rooted in the belief that God's Son is a body.
And if God created
bodies, death would indeed be real. But God would not be loving.
There is no point at which the contrast between the perception of
the real world and that of the world of illusions becomes more sharply
evident. Death is indeed the death of God if He is Love. And now
His own creation must stand in fear of Him. He is not Father but
destroyer. He is not Creator but avenger. Terrible His Thoughts
and fearful His image. To look on His creations is to die.
Of course! Without
the idea of death, there is no world. All dreams will end with this
one. This is salvation's final goal, the end of all illusions. And
in death are all illusions born. What can be born of death and still
have life? But what is born of God and still can die? The inconsistencies,
the compromises, and the rituals the world fosters in its vain attempts
to cling to death and yet to think love real are mindless magic,
ineffectual and meaningless. God is, and in Him all created things
must be eternal. Do you not see that otherwise He has an opposite,
and fear would be as real as love?
Teacher of God, your
one assignment could be stated thus: accept no compromise in which
death plays a part. Do not believe in cruelty nor let attack conceal
the truth from you. What seems to die has but been misperceived
and carried to illusion. Now it becomes your task to let the illusion
be brought to the truth. Be steadfast but in this; be not deceived
by the "reality" of any changing form. Truth neither moves
nor wavers nor sinks down to death and dissolution.
And what is the end
of death?
Nothing but this:
the realization that the Son of God is guiltless now and forever.
Nothing but this. But do not let yourself forget it is not less
than this.