I don't see any good reason to further delay our salvation. The only thing standing in our way is our belief that there is something standing in our way.

As near as I can tell it is our unthinking dualism that is standing in the way. We think that the world is an obstacle to our spirit rather than a facilitator. We think that we have to shed our 'container' in order to get to heaven. At the very least we have to castrate ourselves! It took a real genius to come up with that bit of metaphysics.

Scientific materialism is false. It does not now and it won't ever explain consciousness. The increasing number of intellectuals who realize this all start heading back in the direction of Cartesian dualism, anything to avoid the radical leap into immaterialism. If they would just stop and think for a few minutes they would realize that immaterialism is the only rational successor to materialism. This one thought is all that it will take to save the world.

There is an irony to saving the world, as follows: In order to save the world it must be possible to save the world, and where did this possibility come from, and what the heck do we mean by 'possible' in this context? Is it possible that the most important thing about any world, namely its salvation, could possibly be left to mere possibility?

No. That is not possible. In order for the world to be saved, it must have been designed that way. Salvation is then nothing more than coming to the realization that we are salvageable, and always have been.

But it gets worse. If the world was designed to be saved then it already has been saved for all practical purposes. And our salvageability has probably, no, certainly already been demonstrated. Yet there seem to be a lot of people out there who just don't get it.

And I know why. We all know why. It is our pride. We all want to be self-made men and women. We would rather be a monkey's uncle than be somebody else's creature. Look, I know the feeling. I was born with almost a megabuck in my piggy bank, so don't think I haven't envied the Bill Gates' of the world. It is natural. Almost all of us are underachievers.

But, no. Salvation is not when we all become Bill Gates, God forbid! Fortunately we cannot build rockets big enough for us to carry our gigabucks to other planets where we could all chop down small forests to build our dream houses.

There must be a better salvation -- a win-win salvation. The answer is that instead of all becoming Bill Gates, we all become God, assuming that there IS a difference! As long as we remain mere mortals we are creatures. But the only reason for there to be creatures is for them to be able to aspire to Creatorship. To aspire to anything less would be a sin. A much greater sin than eating meat on Friday!

But wait. Are we not falling back into the trap of Pride? No. If I thought I could be God alone, that would be pride. Realizing that we can pull off this trick only by pulling together, that is the simple Truth.

So there is a Catch 22. We apparently have to give up most of our individuality to participate in the Godhead. Yes and no. In order to find ourselves we must lose ourselves. We are talking transcendental, which is something necessarily shrouded in paradox to our still mortal eyes. We are talking heaven, not Windows 97 or even Windows 2000, again I assume there IS a difference!

Enough with the transcendental already. Meanwhile, back on the Earth we are merely looking for the paradigm shift that will open our minds to the spiritual unity of all things. Many people already see that the days of scientific materialism are numbered. The once great monolith of science is melting like an iceberg, and splitting into many no longer recognizable fragments, or so they think. A few of us see something more exciting. The iceberg of modernism is melting in such a way that it has become liable to flipping right over, just like some real icebergs do.

Thus do we flip from materialism right into immaterialism. Forget that dualism business. It is a big waste of time, a colossal bore. We have already 'wasted' 300 years on it.

So I see this iceberg about to flip, and naturally I want to give it a nudge. And now with cyberspace, that trick is easy. I don't even have to be smart like a Hegel or an Einstein, for example, or a spiritual genius like Jesus or you name it. All I have to do is be the monkey's uncle on the typewriter, stringing together enough of the right words so that whenever the disenchanted graduate student plugs the forbidden words into Lycos, she will flip right over to Dan's Place, or your place, or to wherever the right words end up.

But I need not sell myself short, nor should you. Yes, we all are saved, by we know who, but.... But there is a little unfinished business for us to tend to. One could call it many things, but to call it a spade is to call it the Second Coming. And you thought I had discovered humility. Actually I am just being practical about our peculiar situation here at the end of the world.

Someone has to put a face on the Eschaton -- give it a voice. After you Alfonso! See how polite I am. The Truth is that if I get this job it will be by default. I will then have to rise to the occasion, God willing. When people see that even little me has a shot at the spiritual big time, then they will know for sure that we are all capable of being the resurrected God.

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