Wolfku Musing 44

Her forbearance is
saintly, seeding her heart with
wonderful future

For my money, Karma is the engineering feat of the ages.

Both Hindu and Buddhist traditions place enormous faith in Karma, the universal soul-monitoring system that tracks every thought, word, and action and grades it on a scale from hellish to heavenly.

And not only grades, and records, and remembers such acts, but then arranges the gradee’s current or future life in such a fashion that he or she will reap just reward to boot.

In the Christian Bible, Paul the Apostle, in his New Testament Epistle to the Galatians, writes: “Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” Karma put Paul’s way, methinks.

Jesus puts it a little kinder in his Sermon on the Mount: "So in everything, do unto others what you would have them do unto you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets." Matthew 7:12.

The Law (Karma) and the Prophets (the expounders of the same).

Now, I really believe that the principle of Karma holds true in life. I have seen it; I have experienced it. But I sure as hell would like a long, detailed look under the Karma hood.

It is an engineering feat of almost inconceivable design complexity and micro-flexibility.

As a child I was taught by my maternal grandmother that God (the up there on a cloud version) sees and hears everything you think, say, or do (much like Karma, in other words) and for quite a few years I was paranoid about this.

For example, Olga (that was my grandma’s name) told me that God will notice every time I skip evening prayer before falling asleep. Well, that had me praying nightly for years, even if after a while I could rush through the evening prayer in or under ten seconds flat. Just to play it safe.

Can you imagine the attention span of this guy (God)? Every human being, every sentient being in the Universe, one would assume; every thought, every word, every deed, registered, filed away, remembered, to be (so I was told) examined in detail on the day of Judgment and then it’s either Hell (most likely) or Heaven (crossing my fingers).

As for design, my guess is that we (as spirits) have been tricked, indoctrinated or what-have-you’ed into keeping track of our thoughts, words, and actions ourselves, and ditto’ed into (eventually) serving ourselves due rewards accordingly.

This would shift the (bookkeeping) burden of noticing and remembering and life-arranging from some unfathomably huge consciousness to many individual ones, but even so, when you consider perhaps millions of lifetimes, the feat (and the engineering behind it) is still galactic.

That’s why I think her saintly forbearance seeds her heart with a wonderful future.

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