I was a lay person when I wanted to attain eternity. There was no one to guide me on spirituality or God, on religion or on devotion. With my basic education to read and write, I started my Journey. I read books, watched TV, went to temples, spoke to people and with all the information
I received, I saw vision on my way. This vision came only when I analyzed the information. A devotee can believe God blindly and bow. But I had no one who could explain me why I should pray. I raised a question with my inner feeling why I have to bow. On analysis the results were clear.
God exist in the form of power and Love. Power of all kinds but basically with information taken care by the spirits. There are good spirits and bad spirits. The core of the information is love. Jesus is the son of the holy spirit. That is why he is a messenger. All information Surrounds the love core. The information when understood is Gnaana. Money can be generated with the information by spreading awareness. You get the taste of nectar as you learn the information.
The son of the love core will be made known to this world in the future. But he will not be visible to humans.
When we see the core love and concentrate, the criminal or the negative feelings, harming Feelings, insults, anger, vengeance all disappears and there is only Love.
But as we all people live in this world together the monkey brain of a friend may corrupt your brain even through you see the love core.
The Monkey brain of human is corrupted with greed, hunger, money and silly things. It is benefit and enjoyment oriented. This cannot be stopped as it is nature and natural.
With heart, education and thinking power to differentiate good from bad , man has to raise to control his sense, thought and action to behave. He can live a luxurious, happy and comfortable life like but not a cruel life.
When this is done in a mass way as a whole and when everybody in this world follows it as a principle the message would reach the supreme power.
Then the nature might cool down giving the world another chance.
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