Moral clarity

There’s something that annoys me greatly in modern literature, and that’s the tendency to create morally grey or ambiguous characters, without a clear line between right and wrong. Even the things that start as morally clear, like Star Wars, later get revised to include some nonsense like Light Side of the Force being “unbalanced” and needing to be “balanced” by the Dark Side, which is the exact opposite of how Lucas initially envisioned it – the Light Side being the Force in its normal state, and Dark Side being a malformation, a cancer-like structure that corrupts and consumes its user. In some works, such as the “Game of Thrones”, moral ambiguity is the actual point, and all characters are intentionally written as morally grey. This is supposedly “more realistic”.

I think there are multiple reasons why people do this. One is the fact that evil people will always desire to cloud the concepts of good and evil in order to make themselves “normal”, if not good. Basically, if everybody is morally compromised, they are fine.

The second reason is that the religions behave in ways similar to that of the totalitarian regimes, which intentionally create laws that make everybody guilty of something, so that nobody can feel justified or pure; there’s always something you’ll be guilty of, you are all sinners, and all need to live in fear of punishment, and the state, or the church, can basically pick out anyone and make an example of them. This is the problem with a totalitarian state that is also a police state and a surveillance state – it writes ambiguous laws where anyone normal and reasonable can be made to look guilty of some abject nonsense like something-phobia or intolerance of some evil, or “reactionary ideas”, and since everybody lives under cameras and other forms of surveillance, every normal person lives in fear of raising their voice or making themselves stand out in any way, lest they be summarily arrested for the crime of being normal. The religions made so many rules that make people feel they are sinners who will be condemned to hell anyway, that it has the counterproductive effect of them deciding to do whatever, since they are doomed in any case.

That’s why the message from above is a clear “no, that’s not how it works”. They condemn both the religions in their narcissistic totalitarianism, as well as the evildoers who try to cloud the line between right and wrong. There is a very clear line between right and wrong, but it’s not the stupid nonsense and adherence to some rule book the religions preach. That’s why the Gods in “The Light Beyond” are presented as absolutely morally unambiguous, perfectly “white” characters; because that’s what the actual Gods are. This, however, doesn’t mean that everybody else is condemned to hell, and that the Gods are judgmental to the point of finding flaws with a microscope with intent of throwing to hell everyone who has even the slightest blemish. No; they are incredibly kind and tolerant of all kinds of errors and flaws, but they also have an excellent nose for the actual evil, exactly because they are its opposite. There’s a huge difference between making mistakes, or making a wrong call somewhere, or misjudging circumstances, or doing things you end up regretting, and actual evil. Also, evil isn’t measured the way people think. It’s not a scalar, where he who commits most sinful deeds wins the deepest place in hell; if murder is evil, he who commits most of it is most evil. Some of the most evil people never killed anyone, they just lived in such a ways that produces a deep spiritual darkness that tried to extinguish the Light of God in others, the way it is extinguished in themselves. Yes, murderers are often very evil. However, evil itself is a spiritual corruption, a fall of soul into spiritual darkness and adoption of darkness. Evil actions do often follow from that state, but not necessarily and not always. You can be a completely depraved and evil person without actually ever doing much about it.

Also, since the religions create an impression that everything is a sin, heaven must be a terribly boring place, since everything even the least bit fun must be outlawed there. This is absolutely not how it works. I’ve seen religious texts that imagine Heaven in ways so simplistic, boring and idiotic, that no reasonable person would want to live there. For instance, angels supposedly praise God. The higher angels praise God… more, I guess. The highest angels do nothing but orbit the throne of God and say something like “praise, praise, praise to the God Most High”. I mean, how stupid would one have to be to imagine praising God to look like that? That’s why I wrote it in a completely different way: the Gods do it by bringing coffee and comfort to the Judges and Teachers who are stressed and tired, and making them feel better. Or they right a wrongness. Or they create something wonderful. Or they give a special blessing to a very deserving person. Or they destroy some evil. Or they take it upon themselves to purify the world of evil by accepting to suffer in the process. Or they outright praise someone who manifested something wonderful. Or they make love to their spouse. That’s what “praise God” means. It is choosing and supporting things that are of God, and rejecting and destroying things that are opposite to God. It’s not orbiting around the Throne of God and singing “praise!” like zombi harpies. More likely, it’s seeing a good person that is exhausted and making their day better. It’s being a guardian angel to someone, and remind them of God’s presence, and try to discourage them from bad choices.

So, yes, the line between good and evil is very clear. It’s just that it doesn’t look as stupid and totalitarian as the religions try to make it, where it creates a wrong and counterproductive idea that evil is fun, and good is boring.

No, there’s nothing fun about Evil, and there’s nothing boring about the Good. I mean, sure, evil people would probably find it boring if they couldn’t torture anyone or dismember someone’s children for organs. They would probably find it fun to morally and spiritually corrupt someone and see them degraded into abject depravity. See Epstein files for details.

The truly good ones have their fun in different ways. Make a necklace that enhances wisdom. Giggle in the grass with your friends. Make a ring that makes the wearer’s consciousness deeper. Make a dress that makes the wearer more powerful. Write holy scripture that leads to better understanding of God, and dispels ignorance. Make a tiara of bliss and happiness for your sister. Praise and reward those who did something good, and heal them if they suffered in the process. Punish cruelly and without mercy those who caused spiritual corruption of others, and opposed the inner nature of God with their choices and actions. Yes, there are the Hunters – beings who ferret out evil ones and destroy them. They praise God by going after the Epstein-like bastards, every single one, and they dismember them while they scream, until they are no more. And believe me, they are having great fun doing it.

And yes, Satan and his demons are all about rights and freedoms, while Gods and Angels are all about duties and virtues. It’s because rights and freedoms make you a terrible person, while duties and virtues make you a great person. Just think about it. I mean, actually think.

State of things

I thought I was going to get some rest and recover from serious brain fatigue after writing the book, but somehow, the opposite happened, as I tried to get the book corrected and out in the final form as quickly as possible, and that meant proofreading it once, then having Marin proofread it using his AI tools as I vetted the suggestions, which meant basically somewhat proofreading it for the second time, and then after he was done, I went through the book for the third time, and all of it of course used the same parts of the brain as writing the book, since you can’t proofread it if you’re not experiencing it fully and so on.

But we got results: “The Light Beyond” is now properly corrected and published on Kindle as an e-book. The samples of the physical hardcover edition are on the way to Marin, because he’s closer, and then we’ll decide on whether to go with glossy or matte, how good the cover looks IRL and whether the inner margins are big enough. The classic typesetting stuff. The purpose of the hardcover is to avoid the situation where people will try to print it themselves and end up with all sorts of improvised and unsatisfactory solutions, the way it always happens when I don’t publish a physical book, which is how it always turned out ever since the early 2000s. That, however, is pure convenience, which is why it’s the second thing we went for. The first thing was the e-book, because in the era of digital media where everybody reads books from phones, tablets and other computer-forms, that became the book. In fact, I haven’t read physical books in who knows how long, simply because it’s harder on my eyesight to read from a non-illuminated surface where the text can’t be magnified to a comfortable size.

I’m making the PDF download available for free on this website in parallel. It’s mostly a failsafe against censorship; I don’t care whether it’s free or Amazon makes all the money, because those are the two only realistic options. The only way I could actually get some money from it, which would actually be nice, is to set up cryptocurrency donation on my website, which is something I might actually do at some point. Every other way, someone else is going to make all the money and people are going to be pissed at me for getting rich off of people wanting to read books. I mean, I wouldn’t mind getting rich that way, since it would be the most satisfying thing – I’d profit from doing something good.

As for how I’m doing – not well, I’m afraid. The guys “up there” stopped downloading stuff into my brain since I finished the book, but I’m transforming an endless river of karmic refuse from global sources, and it’s going on basically 24/7. Someone’s in a hurry, I guess, and I never got any rest whatsoever. Right now, I would assess my condition as pretty much critical, in the sense that this can’t go on, because something is going to break.

Occasionally, when I go out and take pictures, I do get some rest because that uses different parts of my brain, and that helps. This continued barrage of writing and proofreading exhausted my brain to a point where it automatically blanks out when I try to use those parts. This means things would get actually damaged if I pushed it any further. That, combined with the fact that I’m not allowed to rest because spending karma seems to be absolutely urgent and can’t be postponed, means I’ll try to take pictures of nice things while not thinking about anything, but of course, that won’t happen, because FML. 🙂

Introduction

This was definitely the weirdest book I ever wrote, because as it started, I didn’t even think I was writing one. The “guys up there” set up something on my astral body that didn’t allow me to sleep deeply, and I was instead in some kind of a yoga nidra state where I had visions, and those visions would persist and repeat themselves until I wrote them down the best I could in the morning, “flattening” them to the closest approximation while retaining the spiritual message, mantric power, links to the originating reality and some semblance of literary coherence. The difference between the stuff I saw and the stuff I made up as connective tissue of the story is more vague than one would expect. I thought I was making some stuff up, until it connected seamlessly with the next vision, at which point I stopped trying to make sense of it and just started writing it down in earnest.

The weirdest part is that some things one will expect to have been made up, were in fact the cornerstone of the visions – it started with Gods praising each other, and a flurry of new souls bursting in the space between them. I actually learned how the new souls were born, from that vision. Also, the things like the fountain of kalapas formed in the heart of the soul during worship of God; that’s from the vision and I actually learned that part then. The reason why I didn’t write about it before is because I didn’t know about it before. Also, some stuff you’ll be sure I made up, like Shakti morphing into a cat and playing in Shiva’s lap, that’s the exact content of a vision. I just made her a particular kind of cat, because I find baby snow leopards to be cute, and the cat in the vision was very cute.

I invented side characters to tell the story and watched them turn into major characters without my conscious intention. There are, of course, limits to my resolution. I had a feeling of a certain person, their character, mantric signature, the way they interact with other characters, and I either made up a name or found a historic person that was the closest match I could get. Augustine’s wife and Hildegarde’s husband aren’t each other, but they are an incredibly close match, as personalities go, so instead of writing two repetitive stories, I merged them into one. I knew Shankaracharya’s wife was someone who felt like a very sophisticated Muslim princess from India, and I found the closest historical match. It’s not that exact person, and yet she feels so close that I don’t care. I can’t resolve the details that much while in the physical body, but I think I got the feel of the persons well enough.

The Persons of God and Angels as described in the book are, of course, much more anthropomorphic than what I saw in the visions, but effective storytelling demanded that I constrain them to an almost-human form, so that I can use human ways of communicating emotion. Of course spiritual crystals don’t actually hold hands and cuddle. It’s all much deeper, less restricted by form, and indescribable. The last part is the reason behind my approach. Also, Gods actually can be human, or close enough, and then it actually does look the way I described it. I didn’t make things up so much as simplified them for the sake of the storytelling.

I occasionally broke the linearity of the timeline, both for reasons of levity and to show that Gods don’t actually perceive time as we do.

The teaching is real, the techniques actually work, the methods for reaching multiple stages of enlightenment are described exactly. The character of the relationships between the Gods is real. The thing about male and female Gods, all real. They don’t actually have coffee, though, but I felt this to be an unjust omission, and it adds some flesh to the plot. Things are repetitive for a reason – some things are just that important.

Hopefully, I now get to start sleeping normally.