there are those who will suggest

not in so many words, but by how they live their lives, that we are all intractable demons and that this world is the hell we have been condemed to.
if i may speak so bold, permit me to suggest that we are instead infant gods, this world is our school and our nursery, and that we have rumpled the blankets of our crib, with our own tantrums.

may i suggest that we simply are? and ascribing this or that such value to what we are is counterproductive to the continuance of being, which is an inalienably constant state of transformation?

much love

I feel like neither a demon or a god, because both imply power.

the baby in an egg theory

the orphic egg. screaming into the blue, tears a rend into the fabric of the only known existance, a yawning chasm that sucks us into a world, of possibility.

much love

If we are condemned, it is we who have condemned ourselves, and it is we who can save ourselves. But have we evolved enough to do so?

De-EVOLVED to the null point and laughed myself to the next revoluzion.
*grin

Infant god? Damn, man... I'm 25!

we got a funny way thinking of infancy . who's the ancestors - infants or elders ? who's in the future - those wiser than us or alienated from the roots ?

i get redface shy whenever someone says i am a god : no , i
don't understand these neurotic perspectives of inequality .

You don't understand why your face swells with blood? LoL.

I opinion that it happens because your not admitting everything your capable of admitting, but are on the path of full realization. By saying this I am not simply meaning thoughtwise(as your red face suggests hehehehe), but into the physical 'doing' realm of god realizazion.