Aqui vai:
Pára de ficar rezando e batendo o peito! O que eu quero que faças é que saias pelo mundo e desfrutes de tua vida. Eu quero que gozes, cantes, te divirtas e que desfrutes de tudo o que Eu fiz para ti. Pára de ir a templos lúgubres, obscuros e frios que tu mesmo construíste, e que acreditas ser a minha casa. Minha casa é nas montanhas, nos bosques, nos rios, nos lagos, nas praias. Aí é onde Eu vivo e expresso meu amor por ti.
Pára de me culpar da tua vida miserável: eu nunca disse que há algo mau em ti ou que és um pecador, ou que tua sexualidade fosse algo ruim. O sexo é um presente que Eu te dei e com o qual podes expressar teu amor, teu êxtase, tua alegria. Assim, não me culpes pelo que te fizeram acreditar.
Pára de ficar lendo supostas escrituras sagradas que nada têm a ver comigo. Se não podes ler-me num amanhecer, numa paisagem, no olhar de teus amigos, nos olhos de teu filho... não me encontrarás em livro algum!
Confia em mim e deixa de me pedir. Tu vais me dizer como fazer meu trabalho? Pára de ter tanto medo de mim. Eu não te julgo, nem te critico, nem me irrito, nem te incomodo, nem te castigo. Eu sou puro amor. Pára de me pedir perdão. Não há nada a perdoar. Se Eu te fiz, eu te fiz pleno de paixões, de limitações, de prazeres, de sentimentos, de necessidades, de incoerências, de livre-arbítrio. Como posso te culpar se respondes a algo que eu pus em ti? Como posso te castigar por seres como és, se Eu te fiz assim?! Crês que eu poderia criar um lugar para queimar a todos meus filhos que não se comportem bem, pelo resto da eternidade?
Que tipo de Deus faria isso?
Esquece qualquer tipo de mandamento, qualquer tipo de lei; essas são artimanhas para te manipular, para te controlar, que só geram culpa em ti. Respeita teu próximo e não faças o que não queiras para ti. A única coisa que te peço é que prestes atenção a tua vida, que teu estado de alerta seja teu guia. Esta vida não é uma prova, nem um degrau, nem um passo no caminho, nem um ensaio, nem um prelúdio para o paraíso. Esta vida é o único que há aqui e agora, e o único que precisas. Eu te fiz absolutamente livre. Não há prêmios nem castigos. Não há pecados nem virtudes. Ninguém leva um placar. Ninguém leva um registro. Tu és absolutamente livre para fazer da tua vida um céu ou um inferno.
Não te poderia dizer se há algo depois desta vida, mas posso te dar um conselho. Vive como se não o houvesse! Como se esta fosse tua única oportunidade de aproveitar, de amar, de existir. Assim, se não há nada, terás aproveitado da oportunidade que te dei. E se houver, tem certeza que Eu não vou te perguntar se foste comportado ou não. Eu vou te perguntar se tu gostaste, se te divertiste... Do que mais gostaste? O que aprendeste?
Pára de crer em mim - crer é supor, adivinhar, imaginar. Eu não quero que acredites em mim. Quero que me sintas em ti. Quero que me sintas em ti quando beijas tua amada, quando agasalhas um filho, quando acaricias teu cachorro, quando tomas banho no mar. Pára de louvar-me! Que tipo de Deus ególatra tu acreditas seja Eu? Me aborrecem os que me louvam, me cansam os que agradecem. Tu te sentes grato? Demonstra-o cuidando de ti, da tua saúde, de tuas relações, do planeta. Te sentes olhado, surpreendido?... Expressa tua alegria! Esse é o jeito de me louvar.
Pára de complicar as coisas e de repetir como papagaio o que te ensinaram sobre mim. A única certeza é que tu estás aqui, e que estás vivo, e que este mundo é uma imensidão de maravilhas. Para que precisas de mais milagres? Para que tantas explicações?
Não me procures fora! Não me acharás. Procura-me dentro... aí é que estou, batendo em ti.
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I duly recommend this magnificent text of the philosopher Baruch Spinozza (1632 - 1677). Required reading for the ladies of the Rosary, or the hypocrites who justify their intransigent positions by religion.
"Stop praying and beating your chest! What I want you to do is to come out of the world and enjoy your life. I want gozes, sing, and that you will enjoy all the pleasures which I made for you. Stop Going to temples gloomy, dark and cold that you yourself built, and you believe to be my home. My house is in the mountains, forests, rivers, lakes, beaches. This is where I live and express my love for you.
Stop blaming me of your miserable life: I never said that there is something wrong in you or you are a sinner, or that your sexuality was something bad. Sex is a gift that I gave you and which you can express your love, your bliss, your joy. So do not blame me for what made you believe.
Stops supposed to be reading scriptures that have nothing to do with me. If you can not read me a sunrise, a landscape, in the eyes of your friends, in the eyes of your son ... I do not find in any book!
Trust me and let me ask. You'll tell me how to do my job? Stop be so afraid of me. I did not judge or criticize you or get mad, do not bother you, nor will punishment. I am pure love. Stop asking me for forgiveness. There is nothing to forgive. If I made, I made full of passions, limitations, of pleasure, feelings, needs, inconsistencies, of free will. How can I blame you if you answer something that I put in you? How can I punish you for being as you are, if I made you so?! Do you believe that I could create a place to burn all my children do not behave well, the rest of eternity?What kind of God do this?
Forget any kind of command, any law, these are tricks to manipulate you to take control, which only generate guilt in you. Respect your neighbor and do not do what you do not want to. The only thing I ask is that you heed your life, that your state of alert to be your guide. This life is not a proof, or a step or a step on the road, not a trial or a prelude to paradise. This is the only life that is here and now, and the only one you need. I did absolutely free. There are no prizes or punishments. There are sins or virtues. Nobody takes a score. Nobody takes a record. You are absolutely free to make your life a heaven or a hell.
You could not tell if there is something after this life, but I can give you some advice. Live as if he had not! As if this were your only opportunity to enjoy, to love, to exist. So if there's nothing, you have taken advantage of the opportunity that you gave. And if so, sure I will not ask you if you were behaving or not. I'll ask if you liked, you have fun ... What do you like most? What did you learn?
Stop believing in me - is supposed to believe, guess, imagine. I do not want to believe me. I want you to feel me in you. I want you to feel when you kiss your loved one when a child clothes when petting your dog when taking bath in the sea. Stop praising me! What kind of God you believe to be I egotist? I hate those who praise me, I thank those who tire. You will feel grateful? It shows him taking care of yourself, your health, your relationships, the planet.You feel looked surprised? ... Express your joy! This is the way I worship.
Stop complicating things and repeating like a parrot what they taught you about me. The only certainty is that you're here, and that you are alive, and that this world is a wealth of wonders.What do you need more miracles? For many explanations?
Do not seek me out! Do not find me. Search me in ... that's where I am hitting you. "
"Stop praying and beating your chest! What I want you to do is to come out of the world and enjoy your life. I want gozes, sing, and that you will enjoy all the pleasures which I made for you. Stop Going to temples gloomy, dark and cold that you yourself built, and you believe to be my home. My house is in the mountains, forests, rivers, lakes, beaches. This is where I live and express my love for you.
Stop blaming me of your miserable life: I never said that there is something wrong in you or you are a sinner, or that your sexuality was something bad. Sex is a gift that I gave you and which you can express your love, your bliss, your joy. So do not blame me for what made you believe.
Stops supposed to be reading scriptures that have nothing to do with me. If you can not read me a sunrise, a landscape, in the eyes of your friends, in the eyes of your son ... I do not find in any book!
Trust me and let me ask. You'll tell me how to do my job? Stop be so afraid of me. I did not judge or criticize you or get mad, do not bother you, nor will punishment. I am pure love. Stop asking me for forgiveness. There is nothing to forgive. If I made, I made full of passions, limitations, of pleasure, feelings, needs, inconsistencies, of free will. How can I blame you if you answer something that I put in you? How can I punish you for being as you are, if I made you so?! Do you believe that I could create a place to burn all my children do not behave well, the rest of eternity?What kind of God do this?
Forget any kind of command, any law, these are tricks to manipulate you to take control, which only generate guilt in you. Respect your neighbor and do not do what you do not want to. The only thing I ask is that you heed your life, that your state of alert to be your guide. This life is not a proof, or a step or a step on the road, not a trial or a prelude to paradise. This is the only life that is here and now, and the only one you need. I did absolutely free. There are no prizes or punishments. There are sins or virtues. Nobody takes a score. Nobody takes a record. You are absolutely free to make your life a heaven or a hell.
You could not tell if there is something after this life, but I can give you some advice. Live as if he had not! As if this were your only opportunity to enjoy, to love, to exist. So if there's nothing, you have taken advantage of the opportunity that you gave. And if so, sure I will not ask you if you were behaving or not. I'll ask if you liked, you have fun ... What do you like most? What did you learn?
Stop believing in me - is supposed to believe, guess, imagine. I do not want to believe me. I want you to feel me in you. I want you to feel when you kiss your loved one when a child clothes when petting your dog when taking bath in the sea. Stop praising me! What kind of God you believe to be I egotist? I hate those who praise me, I thank those who tire. You will feel grateful? It shows him taking care of yourself, your health, your relationships, the planet.You feel looked surprised? ... Express your joy! This is the way I worship.
Stop complicating things and repeating like a parrot what they taught you about me. The only certainty is that you're here, and that you are alive, and that this world is a wealth of wonders.What do you need more miracles? For many explanations?
Do not seek me out! Do not find me. Search me in ... that's where I am hitting you. "
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