"Can one believe in Muhammad, Christ, or any one diety, and believe in the teachings of another as well? Isn't this blasphemy?"

I preach conventional blasphemy. For some terrible reason, our history has always favored one diety over another, depending upon "who's in charge." This is to the detriment of the populace at large, who usually have to worship the current God in Favor. The major prophets were all channelling the godhead. I believe the prophets themselves were blessed. It is the historical unraveling of thier basic tenets which has caused the ultimate rift in mankind. I truly believe that Jesus Christ, upon which the major religion of Christianity is based, Muhammad, upon whom the faith of Islam has it's benchmark, Buddah, or Sri Krsna, and a wealth of other similarly enlightened prophets were endowed with spiritual epiphanies. The Universal Truth is that these tenets, these great teachings, have been bastardized and circumvented thoughout the ages of man to correspond to the whims of the ruling party.

I was raised Christian, and I still believe in Jesus Christ. I believe in the teachings of Muhammad as well, although I don't practice the "law" of any religion. I believe "the law" is ultimately the reinterpretation of the secular concerns of the ruling kings, rewritten into the scholarly books of the bibles in order to subjugate humanity. I've never been babtized, but I was raised a Baptist. I don't bow to Mecca six times a day. I don't practice Yoga. I exist, and I postulate, and I wonder. When I wonder, I almost feel as if some spiritual presence is visiting me, and letting me know that I don't have to wonder about whether I am correctly following the Law of Religion. Faith in the Universal Mind ultimately lets me know that it is man who is writing the law, and that when I die, and truly pass through the portals of the Universal Mind, that is when my "soul" joins the billions and billions of other souls in the Spriitual Universe, and that is when I will Know For Certain that I am right, and I didn't have to worry, or wonder, all along.

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