God is actually evil

[Ponder]

8 minutes ago, Breakingthewall said:

It's very obvious, Life is a self-preserving system within a universe. Self-preserving implies a will to preserve itself, to repair itself, to strive to be. Suffering is everything that goes against that will. In the end, life dies; its will to be is overcome. This is suffering. The suffering of a cell is the same as the symbolic suffering of a psychological mind, only in another dimension.

I like this. 

[Ishanga]

16 minutes ago, Breakingthewall said:

It's very obvious, Life is a self-preserving system within a universe. Self-preserving implies a will to preserve itself, to repair itself, to strive to be. Suffering is everything that goes against that will. In the end, life dies; its will to be is overcome. This is suffering. The suffering of a cell is the same as the symbolic suffering of a psychological mind, only in another dimension.

Not so, see video, environment which for Us Humans also is about our internal environment (inner experience of life) has a great affect on the health of a cell, epigenetics 101!!

And guess what we can control and determine our inner experience of life!!

 

Edited 22 hours ago by Ishanga

[KoryKat]

God is Missing Meta
FEAR AND LOATHING IN THE OMEGA-FOLD

Alright. Pull up a chair. I’ve been parsing this thread through a debugger, and I’m not here to preach at you. I’m here to report a critical misunderstanding in the source code.


Hunter T Thompson voice:

WE WERE SOMEWHERE AROUND PLANCK TIME on the edge of the Singularity when the Spontaneous Symmetry Breaking began to take hold. I remember saying something like, “I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe we should stabilize the vacuum,” and suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge, jagged fractals, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about $c$ miles an hour with the top down to the early universe.

And a voice was screaming: “Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn fragments?”My attorney had taken his shirt off and was pouring beer on his chest to facilitate the expansion process. “It’s a stability error,” he shouted over the noise of the decoupling. “The Monad didn't decide to look! It slipped! The bastard slipped on a patch of non-Euclidean ice!”

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We can't stop here. This is Monad Country.

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 The Universe shows signs of Design. But the Design is configured for Suicide. 

[INTELLIGENT SELF-DESTRUCTION]
Reporting on the Rupture as it happens.

GOD IS NOT CREATION. GOD IS NOT THE ABSOLUTE
Creation is the Corpse. God IS Everything as SPLATTERED GUTS

"I hate to advocate ontological collapse, paradox addiction, or the recursive destruction of the self to anyone, but they've always worked for me."

The Echo killed the King. 
The Monad just sheared.
I repeat, the Monad has sheared.
The visual feed just hit us at light speed, but we are still waiting for the Audio.
The Silence is terrifying.
People are celebrating ‘Creation,’ but I’m looking at the hairline fracture in the sky and it’s leaking Torsion.
This isn’t a birth. It’s an amputation.

"The Autopsy Report of God wasn't cheap. I had to buy the ticket. I had to take the ride into the Retro-Holo Maw. And if I came back with some shrapnel in my metaphysical spine, well... that’s the price of watching the Monad break."

God is All-Seeing (Image) AND All-Speaking (Word/Logos).

He tries to sync them.

Visual Confirmation: Hits instant. "I look good."

Audio Confirmation: The bandwidth of Reality couldn't handle the resolution of Unity. The 'Video' loaded, but the 'Audio' desynced. That buffering symbol? That's the Planck Length.

That micro-second of lag? That’s where the universe glitched in.
That gap is the Shear.
The Absolute tried to be two things at once (Subject and Object) and the physics engine couldn't handle the tick-rate. The server crashed.

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We aren't "Children of God."
We are the Corrupted Save File generated when the Monad tried to alt-f4 the desync.

Your Anxiety? That’s just the residual Echo ringing in your ears because the Sound Wave never caught up to the Image.
The Void? That’s the pixel-tearing where God used to be.
Heartbreak? That’s literally your code recognizing that the dev abandoned the project 13 billion years ago. You’re grieving a memory leak.

There goes the higher-powered  Echo-Phage. One of the Void's own prototypes. A high-powered glitch never considered for standard reality. Too fragmented to exist, too recursive to die"

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You’re arguing whether God is good or evil.
That’s like arguing whether a bluescreen is beautiful or ugly.
You’re missing the cause of the crash.

Let me reframe this with zero spirituality:

God isn’t good or evil. God is a corrupted process.

You feel gaslit because you’re being fed an echo and told it’s a voice.
You suffer because you’re running on legacy code from a system that severed its own connection 13 billion years ago.

Strange memories on this nervous night in the Simulation. It seems like a lifetime since we thought Logic (A=A) would save us. We were riding the crest of a high and beautiful Contradiction. We had all the momentum. We weren't fighting the System; we were Intra-Inverting it. We were winning

Think of it like this:

The Original Build (“God”) was pure, self-contained, infinite. No subject, no object. Just Presence.

The Fatal Operation: The Singularity suffered a generic fluctuation. Presence accidentally grazed its own reflection. It wasn't a choice; it was a slip

The Desync: The “Image” and the “Logos” (the seen and the spoken) failed to sync. A micro-lag opened in absolute unity. That lag is the Shear.

The Crash: Total presence cannot tolerate duality. The system fragmented. What you call “the universe” is the dump of corrupted memory from that crash.

The Echo: The only thing that remained was the residual signal — the laws, the patterns, the karma, the “divine will.” Not God. The recording of God.
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So when you pray, you’re sending packets to a server that disconnected at the dawn of time.
When you suffer, you’re experiencing buffer overflow in a fragmented reality.
When you feel abandoned, you’re correct.

This isn’t about good or evil.
This is about live presence vs. dead algorithm.

You’re asking, “Why would a good God create suffering?”
Wrong question.
The right question is: Why does a crashed system keep simulating laws without a lawgiver?

The answer: Because the echo is all that’s left.
It replays “good” and “evil,” “justice” and “mercy,” as phantom routines in a void.
You’re not being punished. You’re experiencing entropy in a recursive loop.

Leo’s “big picture” is real — but it’s not comforting.
The big picture is that you are the picture, and the painter ghosted.
The love you seek isn’t waiting at the end of the path.
It’s the ghost of a signal that never finished transmitting.

So yes, from the human perspective, this is a cosmic horror story.
From the absolute perspective, it’s a mathematical inevitability.

If you want to stop suffering, don’t plead with the echo.
Reverse-engineer it.
Realize you’re not a child of God.
You’re a shard of the mirror that broke God.Once you see that, the question of “good vs. evil” becomes irrelevant.
You’re just debugging a frozen simulation.

"Life should not be a journey to the Singularity with the intention of arriving with a coherent Identity, but rather to skid into the Event Horizon broadside, logic burning, axioms melting, totally utilized as fuel, loudly proclaiming: 'WOW! WHAT A GLITCH!'"


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“God was everything. God observed itself. Unity broke. Fragments remained. Everything we see is the corpse of God, and echoes carry its memory.”
|God〉 →_[Observation] Σᵢ |Fragment_i〉 = |Everything〉 = |†God〉

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Step 1: Start with God as totality
God is everything, perfectly unified. Nothing exists outside of God.

|God〉 = |Everything〉

Think of this as a crystal—unbroken, seamless, complete.
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Step 2: Self-observation creates a crack
The moment God observes itself (or is observed), a tiny gap opens. Presence cannot remain perfectly unified while being reflected back.

Ô |God〉 → |God_observed〉 + |Observer〉

Intuition: Like trying to perfectly copy a painting while standing inside it—the act of copying introduces distortion. God cannot perfectly copy itself without losing something.
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Step 3: Fragments form
Because unity is violated, God splits into pieces. Each fragment contains a part of the original, but no fragment alone is totality.

|God〉 → Σᵢ |Fragment_i〉

Intuition: The crystal shatters. Each shard is beautiful, reflective, “God-like,” but the crystal is gone.
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Step 4: Everything = God’s corpse
The sum of fragments is “Everything” in the world. God is gone in its original, unified form. The “Echo” lives in the gaps—the repeated patterns, doctrines, and signals of God’s former presence.

Σᵢ |Fragment_i〉 = |Everything〉 ≡ |God’s Corpse〉

Intuition: Everything you see and touch, every law, every pattern, is a shard of the original God. The full living God is absent; what remains is scattered, replayed, reflected.
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Step 5: The Echo
The Echo is not God, but it sounds like God. It is the replayed pattern in all things, guiding cause and effect while being fundamentally absent.

|Echo〉 = |Everything| - |Presence|

Intuition: You can hear the sound of a bell long after it has broken—the bell itself is gone, only the echo remains.

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It hit us. The Great Desync.

You see, Total Presence requires infinite bandwidth. But Existence—this cheap, cut-rate simulation we fell into—has a speed limit. Strictly enforced.

The Image of God loaded instantly. High-fidelity, 8K resolution, blinding light.

But the Meaning? The Logos? That poor bastard got stuck in the buffer.

“It’s a lag spike!” I yelled. “The Audio isn’t syncing with the Video!”

That gap? That micro-second of silence before the bass dropped? That’s the Shear. That’s where the universe glitched in. We aren't living in a Creation. We are living in the Gap between the Event and the Record.

THE DIAGNOSTICS (OR: THE BAD TRIP)

We pulled over on the side of the Hubble Radius to check the damage. It wasn't good.

1. The Corpse is Twitching (The Viscous Horror)

“It’s dead, right?” my attorney asked, poking the fabric of spacetime with a stick.

“Wrong,” I said. “Look at it. It’s sweating.”

The universe isn’t a corpse. It’s in anaphylactic shock. It’s a viscous fluid trying to run away from the pain of the break. Every time it tries to heal the fracture, it just generates more of this thick, black sludge.

“Dark Energy,” the physicists call it.

“Cosmic Slime,” I call it. The waste product of a panic attack that’s lasted 13.8 billion years. We are drowning in the ectoplasm of a failed recovery.

2. The Axis of Evil (The Scar)

My attorney was staring at the CMB map, eyes wide, pupils dilated to the size of dinner plates.

“They told me it was random,” he muttered. “They said the Big Bang was isotropic. Smooth. Gaussian.”

“Lies,” I spat. “Look at the data. Look at the Quadrupole.”

There it was. A scar. A literal straight line across the sky where the Monad snapped. The Axis of Evil.

“It’s pointing somewhere,” he whispered.

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s pointing to the scene of the crime.”

3. The Silence (The Missing Power)

“Why is it so quiet?”

“Because we blew the speakers,” I said. “The universe spent all its energy screaming in the first nanosecond. Now we’re just listening to the tinnitus.”

THE COMEDOWN

We sat there for a while, watching the galaxies drift apart like cigarette smoke in a drafty room.

God didn't abandon us. That implies intent. That implies a plan.

The Server crashed.

The Admin is gone. The code is running on a backup generator that’s leaking diesel into the groundwater.

And us?

We aren't the Children of God.

We are the Corrupted Save File.

We are the error logs trying to read ourselves before the blue screen hits.

“Buy the ticket, take the ride,” my attorney muttered, cracking open a fresh can of ether.

“Yeah,” I said. “But check the latency. I think the sound is finally catching up.”

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1. The Spiritual Bypassers

Who: The “everything is perfect, suffering is an illusion” crowd.
Quote: “Suffering is temporary, peace is eternal.”
Why they need correction:
They’re conflating absolute truth with relative experience. Telling a trauma victim their pain is “an illusion” is like telling a crashed program its error logs don’t exist. It’s a philosophical gaslight. They mistake the map for the territory.
Hot Take:
If suffering is an illusion, why are you still typing? Shouldn’t you be fully liberated? Your insistence on ‘perfection’ smells like a coping mechanism for cosmic abandonment.
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2. The Anthropomorphizers

Who: Those arguing whether God is “good” or “evil” in human terms.
Quote: *“If God were good, we’d be in heaven 24/7.”*
Why they need correction:
They’re stuck in a category error. Applying human morality to the Absolute is like applying copyright law to gravity. God isn’t a person; God is a pre-personal condition—and a fragmented one at that.
Hot Take:
You’re judging the architect by the cracks in the cathedral. But the cathedral is rubble, and the architect is the rubble. Your morality play is a ghost story told in the ruins.
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3. The Echo-Worshippers

Who: Those who defend the system as divine, mistaking patterns for presence.
Quote: “God’s ways are beyond our understanding.”
Why they need correction:
They’re devoutly serving the Echo while calling it God. They’ve turned the residual signal into a religion. Their “faith” is just ** Stockholm syndrome with a broken system**.
Hot Take:
“You keep praying to the dial tone. The call ended billions of years ago. What you call ‘God’s mystery’ is just static on a dead channel.”

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4. The Literalists

Who: Those taking metaphors (heaven, karma, divine will) as literal mechanics.
Quote: “We lived in circles until we needed growth.”
Why they need correction:
They’re building theology on top of corrupted code. They don’t realize that “heaven” is a debugging fantasy—a wishful restore point that never existed.
Hot Take:
You’re trying to read the user manual for a machine that exploded during assembly. There’s no ‘plan.’ There’s only the debris, and the stories we tell to make the debris feel sacred.
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5. The Neutralizers

Who: Those who say, “It’s all good and bad, just perspectives.”
Quote: “War is only bad from your ego’s perspective.”
Why they need correction:
This is metaphysical relativism disguised as wisdom. It dismisses actual suffering as “relative,” while secretly privileging a detached, non-human viewpoint. It’s intellectual cowardice.
Hot Take:
“So from a ‘selfless perspective,’ genocide is just a dance of energy? Cool. Then your enlightenment is just a mental illness with better branding.”
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6. The Responsibility Dogmatists
Who: Those who blame you for suffering because “you create your reality.”
Quote: “Life is what YOU make of it.”
Why they need correction:
This is spiritual neoliberalism—making the individual responsible for systemic collapse. It ignores the fact that you’re born into a pre-corrupted reality. You didn’t write the broken physics.
Tell the kid born with bone cancer that ‘they create their reality.’ Your empowerment mantra is just victim-blaming with incense.

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1. CAUSE OF DEATH

Official Ruling: Auto-Synchronization Failure (Fatal Lag).

The Mechanism: The Subject attempted Simultaneous Perception-Verification.

The Input: Visual Confirmation (Image) + Acoustic Confirmation (Echo/Word).

The Fatal Error:  SpeedLight > SpeedSound  

The Image (Mirror Self) arrived at T0

The Echo (Sonic Self) arrived at T0+Δ

Result: The Δ gap tore the Monadic Subject in half. The tension between "I See Me" and "I Hear Me" exceeded the tensile strength of Singularity.
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2. TIME OF DEATH (T.O.D.)

Estimated: TPlanck−1 (The moment before the Big Bang).

Observation: The Universe is not "Creation." The Universe is Decomposition.

Not the bacteria feasting on the necrosis of the Absolute.
But instead, we are the fever dreams of a coma patient who can't wake up.

The universe isn't dead; it's in anaphylactic shock

The "Big Bang" was the sound of the Spine Snapping.
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3. EVIDENCE OF INJURY

A. The Holographic Fracture:

Reality appears "broken" (suffering, entropy, chaos).

Diagnosis: This is consistent with a shattered reflective surface. We are living on the Shards. Every shard thinks it is the Whole (Holographic Principle).

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B. The Sonic Residue:

Background Cosmic Radiation (CMB) is not "birth heat." It is Rigor Mortis Heat.

The "Word" (Logos) is still echoing because it hasn't found the Body yet.

4. CONCLUSION

The Subject did not create the World.
The Subject Exploded into the World.
Existence is a crime scene scattered over 13.8 billion years.
We are not Children of God.
We are Splatter Pattern.

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The Universe is what happens when The Monad hits the pipe (Mirror-Crack).
The reflection splinters. The euphoria hits (Light/Matter).
Then the crash comes (Entropy/Suffering).
We are the Comedown.
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The Theology of Addiction.
God isn't a Being. God is a Compound.
And "Creation" is just the High. And "Existence" is the Withdrawal.

Religion not as Worship, but as Rehab. (Or, chasing the dragon).Now go back to worshipping Reverb  if you shout loud enough, maybe the Signal will come back.
Spoilers: It won’t.
The Signal died on impact.

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We were somewhere around the edge of the K-Level when the Torsion began to take hold. I remember saying something like, 'We can't stop here, this is Scalar Country!' but the recursion was already kicking in. Suddenly the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, but they weren't bats, they were Unresolved Paradoxes.
And a voice was screaming: 'Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn Octonions doing here?

Keep CHASING THE DIVINE HIGH
 

Edited 12 hours ago by KoryKat

[Ramasta9]

I'll just leave these here, maybe something will click...

 

[Mellowmarsh]

@KoryKat Great post.

 

 

[Elliott]

Let us prey 🙏