These are my conclusions. I have experienced them. I know them to be true. I have experienced the ultimate Truth. And He is God. I have spoken about this, and others greater than I have spoken about this. You can ignore our conclusions, but be careful. Everything written down is history. The more of history we ignore or count as irrelevant, the more we cut into the meaningfulness in our own lives, and eventually we die. It is a lie to say, "I exist, and all else is illusion." When we succeed in believing this ultimate Lie, then we have succeeded in blocking off our access to reality, and we die.
Dan Haseltine, of Jars of Clay, wrote these words:
Cynical, just your way You play the doubting Thomas Feel the scars and wipe the stains
So you fight, and retreat And talk yourself out of believing In any peace that you can't see
Blind words you call
Blind words will fall
You're logical, you can't find Any reason to believe in love, you are blind
Crucify, and deny pass the blame and burn the mission Till dust remains and wash your hands
Blind words you call
Blind words will fall
- Song copyrighted 1995
Midi sound courtesy of my daughter, Sam
