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@elonmusk random question from a “not so overly religious/more spiritual person” here…
have you ever been baptized?
I’ve never considered it more than I have in recent times. I felt compelled to ask
THERE IS NO HIERARCHY IN ONENESS
Albert Einstein said, “The greatest tragedy of human existence is the illusion of separation.”
This illusion is not just an error of perception. It is the root of nearly all suffering on Earth. The moment we believe we are separate from one another, we begin to compare, to judge, to protect, to attack.
It is this imagined division that gives rise to hierarchy, hatred, and harm. But separation is not real. It is a perceptual distortion, a veil cast over the eyes of ego.
Beneath the surface of our stories and identities, there is only one being here. One light refracting through a billion forms. One consciousness wearing countless masks.
The great mystics and sages across time have seen through this illusion and spoken of the oneness they touched. Jesus taught, “Love your neighbor as yourself,” not as a moral command, but as a revelation of reality.
The neighbor is the Self. The Buddha taught that the sense of an isolated self is an illusion, and that clinging to it is the source of suffering. Lao Tzu reminded us that the Tao flows through all things without division. Rumi wrote, “In things spiritual, there is no partition, no number, no individuals. How sweet is the oneness—unearth the treasure of Unity.”
To love another is not to be virtuous. It is to remember. It is to remember that there is no “other” at all. What you do to another, you do to yourself. Every judgment you place on another is a rejection of an unloved part of yourself. Every act of kindness ripples through the same current that breathes your own lungs.
And yet, throughout history, we have taken these messengers of truth and built monuments to separation around them. We have said, “My teacher is greater than yours. My path is the only way. My God is the true God.”
We have exalted prophets and sages while forgetting the essence of what they came to remind us: That no one is greater. No one is lesser. We are all divine emanations of the same Source, born not to compete, but to reflect the light of the One through the prism of our uniqueness.
It is the ego that wants a hierarchy. It is the ego that turns spirituality into a contest and awakening into a badge. But Truth does not rank its expressions. The sun does not choose one flower to bless more than another. The ocean does not decide which wave is more worthy of praise.
Across every era, sages have whispered the same truth in different tongues. From the ancient Vedic seers who spoke of Brahman as the infinite reality, to the teachings of Advaita which affirm that Atman—the individual self—is not separate from Brahman, but one and the same.
From Meister Eckhart’s writings on the God within, to Ramana Maharshi’s silent gaze that dissolved the illusion of self, to Krishnamurti’s insistence that truth is a pathless land.
Even in modern times, scientists and mystics alike have caught glimpses of this reality. Erwin Schrödinger once wrote, “This consciousness is singular, the plural of which is unknown.” The greatest breakthroughs are not technological. They are the quiet moments when we remember what is real.
To awaken from the illusion of separation is not to rise above others, but to fall into communion with all of life. It is to look into the eyes of another and see yourself. Love, then, is not a practice.
It is the natural consequence of clear seeing. When the veil lifts, what remains is not a concept of unity, but the felt knowing that all of this is you. Every face, every heartbeat, every sunrise.
There is no hierarchy in Oneness. No better, no worse. No higher, no lower. Just the One, unfolding itself endlessly.
You are not separate from the Source. You are not a visitor here. You are the light, meeting itself in form.
And what we call love is simply what happens when that knowing returns.
~ Logan Barone
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