A Story for Brother Abel

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Chapter One

It was once a very lonely place for God in His first, and as yet, only heavenly realm at some distant epoch so far back it cannot be fathomed by the human mind. It will forever be a complete unknown as to just how long He existed there in an endless enigma of solitude… but I will weave you a child’s’ story of what eventually happens when an all-knowing Creator, or any other intelligent being experiences too much solitude for too long a time.

When He had finally been alone for so long that agitation and frustration set into his very being… it occurred to Him to create an endless sea of beings for company, having the same physical appearance as you and I, and having similar senses as us, like seeing, touching, hearing and speaking. And oh, my could they ever sing! These new beings He called angels.

Like everything God creates, He was very pleased with his new angels, but it was not too long after making them that He found himself still feeling strangely alone despite having all these wonderful new creatures surrounding Him. And even though He loved them very much, something decidedly was still not quite right, because He began noticing they were all just following Him about, moving in waves like a massive school of fish swimming as though they were a single living thing in the sea, and having been simply thought into existence, He soon realized that they did not have any past experiences or original thoughts and ideas to share with Him. Nor did they show any signs of wanting to learn more beyond the music they loved and were so proficient at.

For all the angels’ beauty that God bestowed upon them, the sum of their knowledge consisted only of their own unadventurous ‘in-the-moment’ interactions among themselves and the unanimous awareness that God had made them. They felt the compelling need to honor Him with their smiles and beautiful singing of eloquent compositions of praise, but there was never any need to search for Him or knock at His proverbial door, because He was already there with them all the time, and they knew that they knew that… so that was pretty much the limit of the angels company for God.

The creation of the angels was simply not enough. They were still coming up short of His need and longing for a deeper sharing of knowledge and concepts, and of feeling love at a personal ‘one on one’ level that could ultimately extinguish His longing for sharing His innermost thoughts both now and for all eternity.

And so, after yet another unknown epoch of unsatiated and racking loneliness passed by, along with further weighing of the angelic limitations versus the full criteria of what God really desired for companionship, He suddenly had His greatest of all epiphanies, and He excitedly addressed His three selves.

“I have it!… If we really want sentient beings that can uniquely love and loathe, be sorrowful and feel joy in varying degrees, interact and dialog with us, have genuine multi-faceted feelings and offer original concepts, then we need to create beings that are dangerously close to being fully like us, and have the ability to make their own choices, just as we do…”

“And now I’ve deduced what has been missing all along! What we must do, is create beings that have the same mental capacities that We have, with limitations on power and the ability to use all that capacity for now of course. They must realize that ‘they are that they are’… that they ‘exist in the now’… that they are ‘fully conscious of themselves and each other’, unlike our lesser life forms. They have to be frail and weak, yet have a will of their own to make decisions, to be able to think unique ideas and have enough creativity to bring those ideas to fruition, They need to have emotions like love, anger, joy, sadness, anguish, fear, empathy, and above all, they need to share this same feeling of frustration and loneliness we are still feeling!”

“What I propose this time is that we create beings with much closer parallels to the imaging and construct of our own minds. As to the intricacies of how they might appear in the visual sense, that is not nearly as important right now. It is the independence of thought, and ‘creative thought processing’ that we have no other option but to focus on and endow them with. Anything less and this loneliness is never going to end for us.”

“Of course, having such advanced attributes inevitably means these beings are going to make their own decisions as to whom they choose to love and acknowledge as friend, and who they won’t. Which in turn means, we are going to end up painfully losing much of them from choosing to not be our friend, and if they despise us so, that they choose to not give us so much as their infinitesimal time of day, or worse yet, deny we even exist… well then, I am afraid I won’t be able to even look at them without becoming more upset than I already am with this infernal feeling of emptiness.

One thing is undeniably and excruciatingly certain with this plan as it must be executed, and that is the great loss of so many of my creation in order to finally attain a truly equal family to coexist with us; but I have thought it through for eons now and there is simply no shortcut or work-around for intelligent, harmonious compatibility with us. The inevitable loss to rejecting us gives me pause to ever create them, but this singular loneliness has become unbearable to me.

“These ones who shall breathe air and choose to turn from the beacon of light we shall provide to show the path here, and instead run away into the darkness, certainly cannot be permitted to step from temporal linear time, to eternally living right next to the few who do make the wiser choice to seek us, believing we exist without seeing before reaching our realm. Unfortunately, these ones will all have to be turned away as it is utterly unacceptable to have them here generating eternal chaos among those who love us. I cannot sanely coexist with dark behavior at my own door, and I simply won’t have it. I refuse to be the author of confusion and that is exactly what it would be to do anything less than separate the wheat from the chaff… and I’ll explain the wheat for food concept later.”

“By my careful calculations, the way it plays out now, we will have to reject over ninety-eight percent of every body-soul we create, which is going to be a terrible loss, and I am sorely perplexed for a real remedy to such a horrendous imbalance to the methodology of my proposal for beings devised to have so very much of our own characteristics. I must go and think upon all this for a time.”

Chapter Two

Later on, or about 1.2 billion earth orbits around its star:

“I was just over there at the ‘Creative Ideas Center’ working on something I call a giraffe, when I inadvertently brushed my hand against the perfectly good pomegranate I created earlier this morning, causing it to roll off the bench onto the perfectly good solid gold floor. Slightly irritated with myself, having had the maintenance angels polish the floor just last night, I grudgingly bent over with a frown on my face to pick up the now badly bruised fruit (a thirty mile drop from bench top to floor doesn’t give fruit a chance), and when I began to straighten up, my head hit right on the corner of the wood vise and that’s when it happened.”

“Eureka! I finally had the solution to my previous epiphany of creating beings who appear and cogitate as we do. I suppose you might call it an appendix epiphany to the original epiphany… or perhaps not… Whatever floats your ark, that’s what I always say. At any rate, I believe it is the perfect remedy to the problem of a relentless, much too high volume of lost souls with free will capability. That and I am completely exhausted trying to think of any other solution to my ‘lonely Creator’ issue.”
Naturally I am still going to have to work out all the little intricacies of the plan while I’m busy creating the physics of the humans’ temporal habitat by kick-starting it with the mother of all explosions, but on the face of it, it’s going to begin by comprising and merging a rather lengthy series of events along with multiple factors and elements, such as initially allowing everyone to fall out of good standing from the very beginning, evil, temptation, and then sending You down there later on Son to fix the subsequent mess. I’ll tell you more about that later… while you’re sitting down… with your feet up…

Finally, we’ll allow enough space-time to lapse in order to produce a vast sea of additional humans between when You get back here, and when We return, to complete the populating of them up here among their angel counterpart, and generally wind down the ongoing propagation of our semi-intelligent and wayward little life forms.

“I tell You what… I just traveled forward into man’s twenty-first century and retrieved some refreshment for us. Let us rest from our creative labors for now Son, and enjoy some of this unique Cabernet Sauvignon wine from Golan Heights Winery, and just sit back and listen to today’s concert by the Angelicas for a spell while I iron out some more of the finer details you’ll need to know later.

Here ya go… Have some of these excellent kippers I grabbed while I was there. They’re fresh Crasters from a little place called Northumberland… just caught this morning by Captain Matthew’s crew.

to be forever continued…
Douglas L. Duncan


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No Time for God to Exist

stevenhawking“We have finally found something that doesn’t have a cause, because
there was no time for a cause to exist in. For me this means that there
is no possibility of a creator, because there is no time for a creator to
have existed in.” ~Steven Hawking

I read a science news article the other day wherein the late astrophysicist, Stephen Hawking, was giving some finalized theories regarding our universe and a creator in his farewell book, “Brief Answers to Big Questions,”. I used to just automatically equate Hawking with the same level of genius as Einstein because folks said he was, so I was supposed to as well; but I dropped that potato real fast when one of his last opines smashed head on into an asteroid at 186,000 miles per second.

In his last days, one of the final issues he addressed was the existence of God. He stated in reference to our universe’s beginning, “We have finally found something that doesn’t have a cause, because there was no time for a cause to exist in. For me this means that there is no possibility of a creator, because there is no time for a creator to have existed in.”

You don’t have to believe in God to perceive that there is something really wonky with that simplified conclusion. Even Einstein held to a pantheistic concept of an impersonal Creative entity. Hawking is stating with all confidence, that God cannot exist because before the Big Bang there was no linear time in which anything could be the cause of anything, therefore, neither could there be an ultimate conciseness to choose to cause something. Zing! What the hey kind of brilliance was that? He certainly wasn’t thinking through all the possibilities when he blurted that one over his synthesizer.

He addressed the God issue with a near idiotic assumption that the universe and specifically linear time had to have God within its boundaries, or perhaps more to the point, a time out of time, in order to exist, rather than a God from a timeless higher dimension outside the creation event, or the sudden explosion of everything from nothing, referred to as the Big Bang.

Why that’s like saying, “I just made you pancakes for breakfast, but unfortunately I didn’t exist because I wasn’t part of the pancakes, so there aren’t any pancakes. So why don’t you go back to bed, and then come back out here after awhile, and see if any pancakes show up. You never know, I might suddenly exist inside the Bisquick box, and then, there they’ll be… all nice and fluffy with butter and syrup on them!”

The whole concept there StephenO, is that an extremely powerful Entity chooses to create a dimension of both physical matter and continuously expanding movement of said matter, including those speedy little photons which is what we like to measure the speed thereof and refer to the results as time. The Entity itself is not a part of Its newly created dimension, any more than you are a part of your scooter, which will probably be enshrined in a prominent place at The Cambridge University now.

Time is an intrinsic prisoner of our expanding universe and is not a requirement nor probability outside of it, regardless of what alternate realities lie beyond its expanse. I cannot help but chortle a bit at Hawking’s final conclusion on the subject, because the one thing he was right on, is that God really cannot be a part of time, which is merely an attribute of the physical universe He made to begin with, so what was he putting in his tea everyday pray tell, that would give him cause to believe that a creator necessarily has to have this attribute of His creation in order to exist, when he made such an utterance?

As a young man he was known to have believed in a creator, but perhaps one reason for the eventual overtly atheistic view, could be that he became set against a perceived mean God for a lifetime of imprisonment in a non-responsive body, which would be understandable; however that angle is purely speculation on my part. Actually, that’s not true. My wife suggested it to me.

At any rate, I would have thought that he would have been more of an outside the box, thinking bigger kind of guy, but I guess his logic got sucked into a black hole in the end. Well, that was kind of a dismal end theory to wrap up with, and I believe I’ll adhere to a much grander and more creative hypothesis myself.

Douglas L. Duncan


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What Is Time?

Time Flies

What is Time?

Time is the fire in which we burn.
Time is like the wind.
Time heals all things.
Time is the wisest counselor of all.
Time is the Great Revelator.
All things take Time.
Time is a great teacher.
Time is an equal opportunity employer.
Nothing is ours except Time.
Well it’s high time someone did it!
Time is money.
Time lost is never found again.
I’m just biding my time.
I don’t have time.
Time is the substance from which I am made.
The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
There is precious little Time.
Long time, no see.
We had a whale of a time!
The third time’s the charm!
The sands of time.
Only Time will tell.
There is time for everything.
The time is always right to do what is right.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
Yer behind the times, old man!
Time doesn’t exist.
We spend half our time wishing for things.
We must use time as a tool.
Make good use of your time.
Time is what we want most, but what we use worst.
Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in.
Back in my time, we didn’t have all these problems!
Ya shoulda lived back in my time!
I’m just killing time.
You will never find time for anything.
Now is the only time there is.
Spend your time like it was a dream.
Spend time with someone.
Spend some Time alone.
Regret the time.
A moment of your time.
Time waits for no one.
Make time.
There’s no time to lose.
We’re never on time.
I’ll do it this time.
What time is it now.
It’s two minutes later than the last time ya asked.
Does anybody really know what time it is.
Hey, ya beat your last time.
Where’d the time go?
It’s about time!
Time’s a wastin’…
We’re all out of time.
Time is on your side.
There’s no time like the present.
Time flies when you’re having fun.
Time sure goes slow when you’re not having fun.
Timing is everything.
You’re right on time.
This needs to be delivered on time.
Seems like time is taking forever.
This happens every single time.
I’ve seen this a few times before.
Time passes slowly up here in the mountains.
How many times have I told you?
Well, that’s the first time that ever happened!
Once upon a time…
I’m all right most of the time.
It seemed like time stood still.
That only happens part of the time.
Even before time, God existed.
Just in the nick of time.
It’s just a matter of time now.
It could happen pret’ near any time.
We’ve got all the time in the world.
It’s a race against time.
A stitch in time.
Time in a bottle.
At one time or another…
You’re right on the stroke of time.
Take time out.
Marking Time.
Time in a bubble.
Time Out!
Your time is gonna come.
When it’s your time, it’s your time.
We all gotta go some time.
Any ‘ole time… I’m easy.
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.
There ain’t gonna be no next time!
Man measures time and time measures man.
The times, they are a changin’.
That’s the same darn thing ya did the last time!
Hey, do ya remember the time we…
Once upon a time, a long, long time ago…
You’re ahead of time.
I had a lovely time.
This is taking too much time.
All in good time.
Will it stand the test of time?
Boy, they sure gave me a hard time back there.
At the present time…
Hey, we both said it at the same time!
Now we have time to kill.
Turn back the hands of time.
When’s a good time to call ya?
That’ll do fer the time bein’.
My how time flies!
Time out of mind.
I’ll love ya ’til the end of time.
I’m having quite a time of it here.
We’re wasting precious time!
Ya sure screwed that one up big time!
A good time was had by all.
I was in the right place, but it musta been the wrong time.
Well, better luck next time.
Sorry, you’ve caught me at a bad time.
In times past, ya woulda been arrested, dressin’ like that!
I had a devil of a time!
It’s feeding time at the zoo.
The time is ripe.
We can do this in no time flat.
Give me time to catch my breath.
I put my pants on, one leg at a time.
Where ya been all this time?
Patience… all in good time.
I’ve told you time after time!
In the interest of saving time…
I don’t know how to tell time.
It ain’t worth the time.
OH, we’ll take care of that the next time we’re here.
You’re a legend in your own time.
Maybe some other time, OK?
I don’t even have time to think.
Give him time off for good behavior.
You’ve got way too much time on your hands.
You’re living on borrowed time.
How we gonna make up for all this lost time?
They wouldn’t even give ya the time of day!
Not now, I’m pressed for time.
It takes a lot of time to get this just right.
Quit wasting my time!
Come on, let’s do that one more time!
Put your pencils down, time’s up.
Procrastination is the thief of time.
Time works wonders.
He’s nothin’ but a two-time loser.
OK children, its play time.
Spend some quality time.
Ahh, you’re just trying to buy more time!
Well, he just went down for the third time… Now what?
Time ta hit the road!
Ya won’t even remember this time in a hundred years.
How many times are we gonna have ta go through this again?
It’s time for a change.
Time is of the essence.
Let’s get this right the first time.
Well, there’s no time like the present.
I want some of your time dad.
Try not to do that the next time.
OH My, where did the time go?
Time, Time, Time… Is on my side… Yes it is.
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Ecclesiastes 3 (NIV)There is a time for everything,
and a time for every purpose under heaven. a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.

Sorry I couldn’t add anymore, but I’m all out of time, and it was way past my bed time.
~Douglas L. Duncan