IN DEFENSE OF RIDICULOUSLY SILLY HUMAN BEINGS
This is a continuation of dictation taken in Pago Pago, American Samoa in October, 2012, on the subject of Happiness and the Human Race.
Wow! What poetic license this subject is bringing out in You! Neat! Can You comment about what happiness…. or a happy person…. looks like to the Upper Realms? In addition to their magnetic effect which You just described, what are they, themselves like, in Your estimation, while they are on Earth and also when they die and appear in Heaven? Which is getting us back to Tisa’s original question about Happiness and Heaven.
“This is a special question which We’d rather not answer specifically because it’s just too overwhelming to describe adequately. You see, I, in My greatest Self, the Godhead, from Whom all creation originates, hoped that I would see Myself succeeding when I was faced with obstacles within My solid creation. All of those “given situations” which I dreamed up to fill those universes with, and then planted My Own consciousnesses in so many forms within those horribly-difficult material situations that were practically designed to crush the spirit….all of those situations could have destroyed my inner qualities of Divine Happiness.
This was the Test! Could I survive anything that I might throw at Myself?
These happy human beings, as well as all the happy animals and microbes and planetary systems, galore; they all prove that:
“Yes!” I can, and do, and will, survive anything that might crush the spirit.
It proves that the Spirit is eternal and is basically uncrushable. Even if only a few of my experiments exhibit this loving quality in its most pure form, that’s enough to allow the rest of My creation to catch up to that ideal, however long it might take them.
These sometime silly, gloriously happy….
Ever since the world began, I have been hoping for silly humans to multiply! I know that sounds ridiculous and it is ridiculous when taken literally, but I’m referring to the truly-free souls who just don’t stand on convention very much and who love to explore the outer realms of possibility… which most people sincerely regard as absolute foolishness.
But they, the silly ones, ask themselves such silly questions, such as, “What if man could fly like a bird?” And then, they invent a machine which allows him to do what no bird has yet done: fly hundreds of humans thousands of miles, every day and every night, ad infinitum. The Wright Brothers were thought to be very silly men in their time. The Dreamers. My, oh-so-funny dreamers. Talk on a cord, across the planet? Land upon the moon?
What’s next in the mind of another ridiculously-silly personality? I can’t wait to find out.
Sober-sided people think I don’t know what’s in their hearts and minds. So often, their denial of joy, except in their own sanitized, collectively-approved packaging, is so abhorrent to Me that I want to poke them in the ribs; so they’ll ultimately catch onto the secret of Life. It’s all about happiness, sincerity and love! Not about rules and common acceptance patterns. Society needs those things too, to be sure, but they should be the result of a loving heart.
The loving heart of a mother dog, licking her puppies and nudging them around. Not barking at them to stop wagging their tails so often and getting into all sorts of ridiculous situations. Chasing a scent to the ends of the Earth, just to see where it leads!
You’d better stop Me! I’m waxing poetic about canines again!”