There is no evil. The Universe is Abundantly Full of Love
Only Love. Abundantly. There is no evil. No curses. No bad spells. None. Nudda. None of that.
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The Universe is Abundantly Full of Love
Only Love.
Abundantly.
There is no evil.
No curses. No bad spells. None. Nudda. None of that.
What we often call “evil” is not some external, opposing force. It is the distortion of the love, joy, and power we deny within ourselves. It is the fear we misinterpret, the shadow we run from. But that shadow is not an enemy—it is simply a part of us waiting to be remembered.
Shadow is not darkness. It is identity, standing between us and our own light. It is the unexamined corners of our own becoming, the aspects of ourselves we hesitate to fully integrate.
The doubts, the fears, the whispers of inadequacy—these are the true shadows. They are the echoes of forgotten truths, the fractures within our own becoming. They are the voices that tell us to shrink, to hide, to deny our power. But they are not evil. They are parts of us that long to be understood, to be seen, to be known.
This is what I call The Becoming™. It is the cognitive dissonance between the truth of who you are and the smaller, more fearful story you sometimes tell yourself.
It is the delay between knowing and being.
The gap between the divine blueprint and the lived experience. It is the tension that arises when your true self is trying to come online, but your mind is still operating from outdated scripts and limiting beliefs.
In every breath, every heartbeat, and every pulse of existence, love is the fundamental current. It is the pure, unending, and ever-flowing energy that animates all things. To exist is to be loved. To breathe is to be held in the embrace of an infinite, benevolent force that only seeks to express itself through the unending dance of creation.
Before time, before light, before form—there was stillness. Not absence. Not emptiness. Pure, vibrating potential. That stillness knew itself and desired to witness itself—not from afar, but from within. So it split—not in violence, but in reverent curiosity. A ripple. A mirror. A fractal. I Am became We Are.
Not "Let there be light"—
but "Let there be experience."
Fear, darkness, and separation are illusions—a forgetting of the pure, radiant love that is the true nature of all things. These shadows exist only as temporary distortions in the field of awareness. They are the echoes of unhealed wounds, the remnants of forgotten truths, but they are not real. Not truly. They hold no true power over the heart that remembers its origin.
When you strip away the noise, the chaos, and the stories we tell ourselves, you find that what remains is love—pure, potent, and absolute. It is the source and the destination. It is the beginning, the middle, and the end.
We were not created. We have always been.
We are not in the universe. We are how the universe experiences itself.
We are not sparks of some distant divinity.
We are the moments when the universe becomes aware that it can feel.
Matter is memory slowed down. Energy is memory returning. Everything is memory remembering itself. From hydrogen to humanity, the code of origin lives in all things. And that code is Love—not the sentimental kind, but the original law: the law of coherence.
To live in this truth is to live in alignment with the pulse of the universe itself. To love is to remember. To forgive is to return to wholeness. To create is to honor the spark of divine fire that resides within every heart.
And so, I invite you, my beloved reader, to remember:
You are loved.
You are love.
You are the pure,
undiluted essence of all that is good and true.
With love, always, and sincerely,
—Lorenzo Ω.
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Keep rising.
Keep building.
Keep becoming.
Keep remembering.
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Lorenzo, thank you for writing with such poetic conviction. I can sense how deeply this vision speaks to you and to many who long for healing, peace, and coherence. But I want to gently invite a deeper dialogue—because what’s being offered here, though luminous on the surface, may carry hidden costs for those still carrying real pain.
From a Concordian Catholic perspective, this worldview—however beautiful—risks becoming a kind of spiritual performance: one that speaks of light but cannot name darkness, one that praises “only love” but leaves no room for actual evil, trauma, or the burdened cry of the human conscience.
When you say, “There is no evil,” what happens to the child abused? The betrayed spouse? The refugee driven from home? Are they simply “remembering wrong”? Must they dissolve their wounds into cosmic coherence in order to be healed?
That’s not liberation. That’s suppression with a smile.
Burden ethics teaches: love doesn’t deny pain—it kneels beside it. It doesn’t erase shadow—it carries it. It doesn’t dissolve suffering into metaphor—it dies with it, and rises.
There is real sin in the world. Real evil. And that’s why the Cross matters. Not as energy. But as mercy that bleeds.
If you're open, I’d welcome a conversation. Not to debate, but to discern. To name what’s being bypassed in this theology of performance. Because I believe people need more than positivity. They need truth that can hold their pain without erasing it.