Where did God lived?

Originally posted by darkroom ↑

I don't want to take this too far because I think it's really beyond me in any sense that I can be sure of, but, we are unable to distinguish whether these actions emanate from God or from the unconscious. Okay, and then, what are we even sure of that we might be distinguishing? That tic in the corner of the eye, is that God speaking to me? Slight indigestion, is that God? A moment of insight, is that God. Inventing a cure for baldness, is that God or does it have to be cancer before it's God? Do you see what I mean?

I came in just trying to be a bit flippant because nobody, not even Jung can be definitive on anything concerning God or how we might experience God. Who knows the difference between a prayer answering God and plain, old, good luck? Who can tell the difference between a love for human kind or is this God welling up inside me?

What is, the unconscious? It's a bit like God vs natural order, natural order being, the unconscious that drives the order of the world.

I don't believe the unconscious exists. Things still exist when I turn off the light and I think the unconscious is a bit like that. We are so multi-layered in cognition that aspects of understanding can emerge as though they are pure inspiration and yet they have been planted in us almost subliminally or without the effort of realisation.

I think there is inspiration from external forces. I believe I have experienced moments of insight that were beyond my capacity, but even then, is this God or are there even more unknown sources of inspiration or do we attribute all to God as the master of all inspiration.

This unconscious stuff is suggestive that we have some level of autonomous ability to know much more than we know through some kind of universal reciprocity. I think we are more like satellite dishes and we are not aware of just how much we take in and can then regurgitate under the right conditions. I think we more often than not bypass our wide awake awareness and send stuff straight through to the warehouse. Even sleep must play some kind of roll in all this, taking inventory, restocking the shelves, clearing out the detritus of the mind. Information enters us unseen and I think this can be confused with or as the unconscious.

I have no idea when I'm have the God switch is on or not and in that sense what I said as flippant regarding mogga's post and imagination I think in the vast majority of cases, stands.

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Thanks for the thoughts Dark room

I will have a go at making my points more specific--will repost later

Maybe we can find something we can get out teeth into---in a philosophical sense!