REDUCTIO AD ABSURDUM: RELIGIO NUMERUS by Olatunde “C” Obafemi

​Moses stumbled on a rock And we fell

Imran was birthed in the hands in the people, inherited

For this was the Will of God

Conscious mind died too, two acres before ascension and thus robbed of identity,
Conscious mind died too, two acres before ascension and thus robbed of identity,

Curious creativity questions the absence of a definite place for the soul in death, questions the hidden thrust of the mind, the Eden of life, of death, of suffering by strife and the weakness of divides devoid of practise and belief: systemic to culture. Curious mind witnessed the death of truth and a century-long of warring in the heart for a revelation of life beyond life. Conscious mind died too, two acres before ascension and thus robbed of identity, came the enquiry of pain, or sin and by distracted motifs brought forth a panacea to tell time; spell it out or cast spells as the urge deems fit. Oh the gifted met gods or God fell down and either mapped-way brought a new light which crafted human creation, conception or of(f) discovery.
RELIGIO numerus is root nomenclature but not root concept worthy. Test the sacrifices and enter the void of explanations. We enquire into this void. Is religion not adequate. I defer to answer; but religion, that which is complex and popular, is man’s invention; only when needful. Yet it glories in the need to remain needy. Those who are religious are not sinful but to rely on the symbols thereof, not as mere pointers, but as the revealing fortress, fail to admit a fall off the cliff. For the need of religion is a reconnection wherewith heavily fuelled by belief. If symbols are relied to belief then belief is impotent and unable to procreate the sight of God; thus arguing the death of him. In fairness to the doubtful, it is almost magical and without sane proof to state that to believe in God, supreme to save, requires no tangible edifice, but this is providence. The intangible is evidence of the unseen sight of a deity.

In the failure to come to a battle truce with truth and compromise, the establishment is surely built: that such a thing as RELIGIO numerus: the religion of numbers, which we are all troopers to must be a golden calf in our very wilderness of unanswered prayers and disqualified questions. This precept, a religion of symbols, is a beaut-worship of the edifice, the seen, the sane-proven, that which can be called upon without mental doubt, a golden calf, maybe. In the absence of Moses or the creed of Imran, such an invention easily surfaces. But only to satisfy want. Can man make god; to be satisfied, is not the creator then subject to the created wherewith its desires are thrust as sacrifices, if so why bother withe creation if the prowess to invent pleasure and peace is innate. Alas, ours is the measure of the unseen. To cause a conscious effort to worship the seen, the unseen upsurges the mind to a tricked-system of adoration, a channel of its sort, neglecting that which was first to be represented but now replaced by the representation.

Oh Moses!

Take up your rod, but speak only to the rock;

You struck a fire with your rod as a matchstick against the rock

And now, the faithless die for water

They thirst.

Oh Moses, heed Abba Abraham

And now, the faithless die for water
And now, the faithless die for water

Again, number is symbol, and symbol is mental and physical object; nevertheless object is no god, nor time allotted to the panegyrics of the sort. Therefore, the religion of numbers is not religion in its pureness. For the curious mind, if it were to be resurrected, would inquire on the truth of the legitimate interchangeability. If the symbols were to stand alone would there be God, or if the symbols were to be taken away, would religion stay afloat its own calamity of misrepresentation in the heart? Is not this all a display of misappropriation ; for there is no need to meddle with the uncertain; for even so there is no need to worship symbols which do not by intention represent the truth of their initial conception. Religion is metaphysical, metaphoric! It is plausible to corrupt the numbers – cross, crescent or man – with intentions which break the heart of the force of creation; therefore, why put our connection with the origin to test when its practical angle is an imbalance to its theory by knowledge?
To tempt hell, bringing it to subjugation, let this be told. God yearns for our connection;  we need to be connected! Humans are weak, and weakness is but a reminder of ecclesiastical strength. Thus, RELIGIO numerus is a flaw; for where numerous religion lies, there is a lie of Faith. And numbers mean symbols but symbols mean diversity and diverse meaning is a cause of motion into the abyss of a presumed dead deity. This is truth. Religion is treasure but religions become spoilt goods, bonds which violate themselves; violate those who heed them. This is our crime, our invention, our ravaging premise, our loss, the martyrdom, our self-invented hope; not salvation but savaged rum as we are drunk in our blood, thirsty to be filled by the peace, even the peace beyond religion itself. This peace is a bid to communication, to conversation, to conversion, to transformation and to connection to God, beyond the conventions – pitiful templates best misinterpreted. Our journey should be fitted by His presence, the seemingly unseen which only emits itself: peace, and not condemnation or confusion. This should be Religion or nothing should be. 

Shalom

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