Many Religions, One Way Only



“All religions are right in what they affirm and wrong in what they deny” said Lao Surlam. “Do not discuss doctrines and religions: they are one. All the rivers run into the ocean. Big water wends thousand paths along the slopes. According to races, ages and souls, it runs into different beds, but it’s still the same water” said Ramakrishna.

Convergence. “Everything that rises converges” wrote Paul Claudel. Meeting. Reunion. Atonement. Reconciliation. Sharing. Fraternizing peoples, uniting persons who have the guts and heart for a better world. Near is the term. The united peoples are going to give birth to a baby world. 


No dictator will stop the peoples’ run.


The triumphal march of the people to the Grande Paris, La Défense The ark of the covenant of all with all. Absolute alliance beyond the races, colors, backgrounds, religions and bank accounts. Absolute, universal alliance beyond the rings, tattoos, rings and wedding rings. Beyond that dies and is not reborn. Beyond the trap of Maya, of illusions of matter. Beyond what we know, from what we learned, what has been understood. The alliance with the One, yes, we all, we all in our deepest being.

After fifteen years of research, Dr. Melvin MorseU.S. pediatrician and emergency physician just made an extraordinary discovery: he says that we all have our right temporal lobe of a biological system designed to interact with God.

In addition, Dr. Morse believes he demonstrated that the memories of our lives, see those of our past lives are stored outside the brain. In the “God-cloud” called the Akashic Records, I could say. Still a huge convergence of spiritual teachings and scientific advances…




What Dr. Morse says, between the lines of course, is that we did not need any intermediary, since we have a direct line. We do not need so-called experts of God. We are all specialists of God. We do not need any priest, shaman, guru, rabbi, imam, sachem, lama, monsignor, rinpoche, monk, medium, clairvoyant, druid or any other self proclaimed crook. We do not need any interpreter or translator.


The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud. (Coco Chanel)


We have a direct line to God. He hears everything we say it, but everything they say, and even all that is said in part. God spying on us? No, not paranoid. God stage of my apple, unless I speak to him. If I decide to ignore the existence of my direct line to God, no problem, I live like a rabbit, but I live. If I decide to use it, so I prefer this phone then that costs nothing and reports so big, then, I am changing the lives and those of others, true love. And this is what it’s about, again and again.

I like love like love likes me.

This is why you may well pray to God, Yahweh, Elijah, Allah, Buddha, Shiva, Brahma, Vishnu, Kwan-Lin, Jesus, Kachina, Wakan Tanka, the Holy Spirit, Virgin Mary, Isis, Athena, Dana, Gaia, Maya, Kaya, Satan, Seth, Osiris, Enki, Ninhursag, Zeus, Hera, Santa Claus, Father of the Little People or Great pumpkin, what matters is not who you pray, what matters is to pray. “Why do you wash the outside of the cup?” asked Jesus.In Gospel of Thomas “Do not you know that God who made the inside of the cup also made the outside?”



If a man reaches the heart of his own religion, he has reached the heart of the others, too. There is only one God, and there are many paths to him. (Mohandas Gandhi)


Whatever name you give the God you pray is your way to the Source. One day, perhaps you can give up the outward appearance that you give to your God, with its particular characteristics and often so human. One day, when you pray, you will know that your prayer is heard without having someone listen to you. You can pray without invoking neither name, nor, nor spirit nor thought. Source far beyond the narrow confines of our human thoughts.


Where is the Source? Search in you. Then plunge in it with delight.


God is a concept by which we measure our pain. I just believe in me – Yoko and me – and that’s reality. (John Lennon)


The only difference between a madman and me is that the madman does not know he is mad.
Lao Surlam