This is quite entertaining and funny. It also makes sense and sometimes fits in with experience. No time, no space, no extension, no distance, hence no real matter, no real physicality. How can things that don't exist be imagined? From what experience? And who is imagining all of it? Can only be one and the same, for two isn't possible under these "circumstances". Call it God, call it I, there can't be a difference. And who falls for an imagined reality? Must be the same, there is no other.

Okay, there is an imagining of a real world and a falling in love with her image. It might be stopped there. But it goes further and the imagined world is imagined to be real, not just imagined. That's a very strange twist of the mind, this invention and delusion of realness. Without this delusion, we would be playing with each other and everything and not take anything seriously because we would know it's only imagined, strictly for play. But no, mind needed something serious, something that could develop into tragedy and disaster and, therefore, had to be real and thus really painful, really horrible and so on, Guernica, Hiroshima.

It is quite strange. But looking closely, what would I create? What would you?

We have to admit, even if it is very difficult for us, that the mind is an illusion. A mind is a tricky device that comes to existence only when we have to separate things, one from the other. The five senses are also tricky devices created by the mind to make illusions come "real" or "true".

«You can draw a picture of loneliness. You can draw a picture of anything, and your illustration does not make what you draw true». (#2828)

The mind can't really create anything, because creation relies on IS-ness, while mind functions on the binary concept of two-ness. The mind is lonely, alone but can't never be AL(L)-ONE. This means that we can only create when we are ALL ONE. The mind cannot understand that, because it is more than science, because the observing Subject is an integral part of its own observation.

If science aims at acceeding to MEANING, it has to follow the Heart, which cannot be represented by anything else but Itself. Hence, the only way that mind can create is by letting the Heart create then be its executor.

When the Heart takes the lead of the Thinking, the mind proceeds on the Heart's staircase, yet there are no stairs.

After playing with some of the intellectual challenges this Heavenletter poses, after enjoying some of the many hilarious specualtions and explanations it appears to give rise to — on reading it again it begins to breathe, and what it breathes is silence. Or is it music? We do understand beautiful music, don't we? We do understand it even though we may not know what it is we understand. I feel invited to end all interpreting and grasping while I read and to just listen, listen.

Is and Am are so full of love at time I feel just like George, but I know better. The Emperor's New Cloths don't fit too well but I too wear them. My Now is too complicated to contemplate! Geez!

This Heaven Letter should be copied and memorized. It is not within the range of natural thinking. It will become mental cosmetics if treated lightly. Give it thought, meditation, and prayer. It really is shockingly deep and spiritual. Thanks sweet Gloria!

OK so give me some imiginary cash LOL to rid me of my imiginary bills LOL