I have resolved the observable Red Shift [Doppler Effect] in all directions relative to earth with the TRUTH & FACT that GOD created the Universe, this should supplant the exceptionally dumb so called Big Bang Theory…
Part I: A Fictional Introduction [Now that I am a published author thanks to SubStack I have poetic license, they may regret upping my status like that!] So I have crafted a fictional introduction for the New Cosmology… I hope after you read all 3 or 4 parts you will return & re-read this… it will make much more sense then, than it does now on first read… still you may enjoy the artifice of the thing
A NEW COSMOLOGY: The Universal Cycle
Part I Introduction
The plain stretched out as if to make a pathway to the sun. A fiery furnace rising in the east and banishing for the day the eternal starlight companions of the night. A youthful observer surveyed this solitude. It fell upon him suddenly as if a spark had bridged the distance and touching him, started a fire burning deep within…
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The man was fit, athletic, a will seemingly co-equal to the Universal forces which bend and shape all that come within their spheres of influence: unyielding, ever-present, absolute. It was a simple resolution in a life impoverished of cause for decisions of any significance or magnitude but it had been forged in the crucible of an intemperate youthful zest and a will to righteousness a fiery furnace arising within his mind that threatened to consume whole- the dormant ungerminated soul:
“I will live entirely for GOD, and I will cleanse this earth of all of GODS’ enemies until the whole wide world sings with one voice in praise of him & his magnificence.
The blood poured forth an inexhaustible torrent, day by day and year after year, until it seemed the earth itself was indelibly stained imparting its tainted magenta hues to the reigned setting sun a red saturation ceasing only with consumption within the umbrae of oncoming night.
The man was old his once rigid shoulder like a high hard plain over which hovered that orb of enlightenment now bent; the proud head & hard eyes no longer projected the absolute of an irresistible force; the athletic body no longer an immovable object: but it was the inner core that had undergone apocalyptic transfiguration and the outward form merely followed a natural arc declining toward the enormous singularity of gravitas deep within.
For in his youth of expedience and action;
In the whirlwind of overcoming: obstacle & challenge;
In the unyielding indifference and the zealousness of righteous purpose;
The narcotic of conqueror over the vanquished;
There had neither been time nor concern
Except to look ever forward; ahead always lay new conquest; further on awaited another enemy of GOD...
For this man whose youth seemed indelibly stamped upon his fine frame and irrevocable absoluteness of inner-self an inexhaustible resource to be drawn upon without limit: old age had sprung in a moment, exploded upon him, laying all of that formidable bearing to ruination & waste seemingly in an instant.
It is held that when the day arrives for a man awakening his thoughts not turning toward his self but instead set upon another or some other ones concern this day he has ceased being a child and truly has become a man... it is observed that for certain ones it is a day that never has or ever will arrive.
The man had in the day of his aging experienced a similar transformational moment but it was of an altogether different identity- for in truth not one day in his life had he chased after the illusion of his own comfort: the general ambition of universal man- he had with all of his heart hungered after GOD- he had in his now jealously remembered vitality dedicated his entire being & purpose to serving that GOD...
Yet the day had arrived when he had finally turned to look back and was confronted with the pollution of all that he had wrought: an envenoming temple of derogation constructed & consecrated with his zealousness & righteousness; the malignant rubbish heap of the vanquished no longer in his sight garbed in the cloth tailored by human prejudice- presumed enemies of GOD
They had now in their corruption & contamination manifested all that he had been blinded to while they had spent their ardor in vigorous life
For like lightening from a stormy sky in an instant striking one clap more powerful than the magnitude of 100 times the summation of every death fusillade he ever delivered- his hard and vainglorious eyes had opened and he had finally for the first time in all his life really seen:
The man had not in the whole of his own time slain a single enemy of GOD...
He had instead been slaying GOD.
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Every generation the world is born anew
We live but for a very brief day
And then we are extinguished into infinity
Thrown into eternity clinging to our mortality
A ceaseless rage in protest against our approaching re-births
Yet as we love life and desire no return to the womb
All those in eternity clamor not for the living flesh and corrupt existence of our present
The unwritten beg for extinguishment and gnash their teeth at the day of their birth
And past enthrallment with their then trumpeted contumely
Now understood impoverished worldly life
The written heed not the irresistible corruption of the flesh
And rejoice in GODS' infinite embrace of unstainable light.
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