After cutting the grass today, my Rottweiler Neo called me over for a little chat.



"Dad," he said. "Are you God?"

"Heavens no," I responded. "What makes you ask something like that?"

"Well, it's the grass. This morning it was tall. And now it's short. It seems like you just walked over it, and it magically got shorter!"

"No ... no ... no ... Neo," I responded. "I was using a device called a lawnmower. It was invented by man, and evolved over a period of time. The first lawnmowers were very basic, and didn't even have motors!"



I continued, "Over a gradual period of time, lawnmowers evolved ... they became more powerful. Motors were added. The blades were lengthened. They eventually evolved into riding lawnmowers!"

"Just because you don't understand something, Neo, it doesn't mean there's anything supernatural about it. There's usually a scientific explanation behind it ... you just don't possess the consciousness to understand it. But now that I've explained it to you, you do!"

"I get it now!" shrieked the dog. "The lawnmower is a machine that evolved over a period of time, and you just operate the machine! It does the real work, you just help navigate it."

Neo continued, "But what about that time I saw you walking on water? Certainly that is supernatural. That must mean you're God!"



"Oh Neo," I countered. "You're so gullible! Again, just because you don't understand something doesn't mean it's supernatural. It certainly doesn't mean I'm God. You just don't possess the consciousness to understand it. Let me help you ..."

"There's concrete underneath my feet. It's part of the dam. The water was just high enough to create the illusion that I was walking on water. Michelle positioned the camera perfectly, snapped the photo, and captured the perfect shot!

"It doesn't mean I'm God, you silly dog!"

Neo shook his head, still looking confused.

"But why would you do that, dad? Why would you take a picture that makes people believe you were walking on water?" Neo asked.

"Because I wanted to prove a point regarding human gullibility. People are easily brainwashed; they'll believe almost anything. The eyes see what they expect to see. The mind believes what it chooses to believe — and it doesn't matter if it's completely false."

Neo nodded approvingly. "I get it, you want people to wake up from their delusional thinking! How thoughtful of you, dad!"

"Well Neo," I countered. "I believe it's very thoughtful ... but human beings love their delusions ... so much so, that they're willing to kill over their indoctrinated beliefs. Just look at all the fighting going on in the world today, all inspired by delusional, out-dated thought-programs. Like Morpheus said in The Matrix, 'We never free a mind after it has reached a certain age. It's dangerous; the mind has trouble letting go."

"However, dearest Neo the Rottweiler," I said. "I still think it's far more important to continue with the evolution of our ideas about the world, because everything evolves ... including our belief structures. Jesus understood this. That's why he stepped in and spoke-out against the caveman-ish thought-processes that are covered in the Old Testament. Jesus helped evolve those Old Testament ideas about life. Everything evolves, Neo. Just like the lawnmower."

Neo perked his ears up, nub wagging like butterfly wings. "Ok hotshot, explain this ... if you're not God: What about the time when you went to the hospital to see Gina's cousin, Nikki, who had a car accident, and slipped into a coma. You closed your eyes, touched her arm, and left. Then Gina said she dreamnt about you not long thereafter, where you were standing beside God. She said it was such a powerful dream, she felt nauseous when she woke up, like she had just had a 'religious' experience?"

"What about that, dad? She said you were beside God ... like y'all were best friends. Not to mention, Nikki woke-up not long thereafter, and started bugging you for concert tickets. If you're not God, dad, how do you explain that?"

"You weren't even born when that happened, Neo," I responded. "In addition, why are you talking to me? You're a dog; you're not supposed to speak English."



I shook my head in frustration.

"Neo," I said. "The human mind perceives what it chooses to 'see.' If Gina truly 'believed' I was some divine being, then that's what her subconscious would have projected during her dream state. It doesn't mean I'm 'God,' or have any supernatural powers. They also asked me to speak to her through the radio, which I did, encouraging her to 'wake-up' from her coma, since they left my radio show on in her hospital room. If anything, I was able to 'jolt' her during her comatosed state, helping her awaken to reality."

"Because that's what I do, Neo, I help people awaken. But it doesn't mean I'm God."

If anything, I was able to use my Remote Influencing abilities to tap into Nikki's subconscious realm, causing her to remember the "real world."

I continued, "Just because you don't understand where your dog food originates doesn't mean that there's anything supernatural about it. Human beings operate machines that make it in a factory. Then they ship it to Walmart in a big truck. Employees place it on the shelves. I put it into my buggy and take it to the cash register. Then I bring it home and put it in your bowl."

"But it doesn't mean I'm God," I said. "Don't label everything you don't understand with the name 'God.' It's irresponsible ... and quite delusional, actually, because you're not perceiving the world as it truly is ... you're only perceiving it how you choose to see it. Human beings have been doing this since the caveman days. They used to believe in the 'God of the Sea' or the 'God of Thunder and Lightning,' but now they've released those ideas, because they better understand the reality of nature ... and the world."

I cupped Neo's handsome face in my hands and reminded him of the quotation from Carl Sagan:

"It is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is, than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring."

For a modern-day example of how easily humans can be erroneously brainwashed, take a few moments to learn about John Frum and his "magic cargo." Simply click HERE .

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