God and Love.
Not believing in God can sometimes be paired with not believing in love. Yet Eddie Izzard said something recently that stayed with me. I believe in humanity. In the belief in humanity is innately and perhaps unintentionally the belief in love. The interconnectedness of man, the invisible web that we just barely manage to grasp, even though we invented God to attempt to tune in to it; this is love. It’s as though our mobile communications network are a tangible attempt to make physical what we yearn for most deeply; the wholesomeness and loss of ego when connected to the divine.
Yes, I can speak of the divine without believing in God. I can speak of the divine, because music is the connection between ego and self, with self being the only part able to join with the human web. For some the divine could be accessed by standing on top of the Grand Canyon, seeing the world from the summit of Mount Everest, or perhaps viewing the earth from the ISS. My divine is felt, albeit very rarely, by intense musical experiences. When attained, as in that the ego is completely cast aside and the mental antennae are glowing with startling connections, the emotional and physical reaction of the mind and body is so overwhelming that you can come away from the experience trembling, whole and yet broken at once. The touch of the divine is an experience that is blazened on the hippocampus with a persistent permanence. This can only be described as love.
I cannot trust individuals in the realm of love. I can trust music. In music is the love of humanity.