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I am here.  All I have to do here is to live within the limitations of the body which I have been fortunate enough to possess.  I have to live within the limitations of eons of evolution here on this globe.  The limitations which gravity imposes.  The limitations which the atmosphere and the chemicals on this globe impose.  The limitations which the evolution of my human brain impose.  I am here, but I must live with those limitations.  I must live within the confines of these things which my human body imposes.

The human body exists, the brain develops and we learn.  We are limited in our learning by our senses from which our emotions develop. We are then guided by our emotions.  Our emotions guide our brain into believing that there is existence beyond the lives we possess here on this speck of dust in the Universe, which we know as Earth.

I have come to believe my emotions, and believe that there is something beyond my existence here, which will take place after I die.

“I want to go home” my Daddy told me once not long before he died.  “To heaven?” I asked him.  “No” he said.  “I want to go home”  I didn’t understand him then.  I simply told him that I loved him.  He told me he loved me.  But, I have not forgotten that he wanted to go home when he was old and sick and tired.

When his brain was showing him things the rest of us could not see. Things which we told him were not real, but which were totally real to him.

There is that something within us which at some point or another in this human life, makes us wish for home.  It is no religion which dictates that, I think.  I think the only religion is love.  Everything else which calls itself a religion and says it is built around love, only creates hatred.  Look at it all, and you will see that what I say is true.  There is true love within all religions, isolated and rare

We cannot go to a place of home when we leave here which is in anyway connected to this human body, or to this earthly existence which we know so well.  When we go to the place where all other life before us has gone once they are through here, it will be home.  I do not know what it will be like.  I do not know what it is, but it will be home.

And we will all be together.  Or, as together as we can be.

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