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I do not understand the thinking that "evil" comes from God?

For what purpose would it serve if it came pre-installed in all models?

I think we have conjured "evil" from our fears since "evil" certainly seems to be manifested through our actions and not come raging from our birth.

Fear is learned. I do not mean instinctual fear which is a reaction of our beast and our environment, I mean fear that carries on or over from that and into our everyday thinking. The fear that manifests itself in our actions of war, murder, indifference, rape, torture, thievery, etc. These things, which stem from fear, are born out of habit and out of greed, want over need.

These things cannot be born in us, not if God is Love and Peace, Forgiveness and Laughter. It seems that the tests we learn from these days are more human-born than of God, and I believe the lessons are up to us to learn or dismiss through indifference or what have you, to be good or to be bad, to give or to take, to seek vengeance or to forgive, to be kind or to be cruel.

It is simple. Do or don't. If it were complicated we'd have likely been dismissed long ago from our virulent ignorance of kinship to Home and one another, but we straggle along just enough to save ourselves from termination, eking out our wants as we imagine we've some greater purpose other than Love and Peace. What a shame, too. Imagine if we cherished Home and each other... Heaven? Heavenly? A Peaceful Paradise? I believe so... Fear ("evil") wouldn't stand a chance.


© 2014 Mark Richard Prime


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