By the time you could've learned you're dead.
Another big question is what we are supposed to learn. We all like different things and have different goals. The pedophile who manages to abuse hundreds of kids could say "boy I sure learned how to do it". He can be perfectly happy and content as we've unfortunately seen many times. That guy whose video I will not name because it's horrific and triggering lived very well until 70+ or so. Wealthy even. He was living his dream.
With no word from "God" whatsoever. God just watched the sick bastard.
Not to mention the view of those abused children: What are they supposed to learn? That existence is suffering and pain without escape?
Or even random catastrophes like fires. Kids burning alive will hardly learn anything other than fire hurts and God hates them.
That is the beauty of it. We are all one. And we are all here with our own unique purpose and our own goals. There are good souls, evil souls, and neutral souls that fight both sides. Everyone has their own test, their own lessons to be learned. When bad things happen to you, you can either ask yourself "Why is this happening to me?" or you can ask yourself "What is this trying to teach me?" "What can I learn from this?" You just have to find yourself and figure out your purpose. Make your own goals. Create your own reality, and learn along the way. Everything is meant to teach you something. There is something to be learned from every person who comes into your life, and anything that happens to you. You just have to be listening.
Pain is good. It teaches you things. It has a purpose. Without pain, no one would ever wake up.
The horrible people like pedophiles are out their living
their dream, yes. Exactly. That's their reality. They have their own sense of purpose, whatever it is and as sick and twisted as it may be....that is them. They may see themselves as evil, or they may not see themselves as evil at all. In the end, every man judges himself. You are you. And I am I. Everything is balanced and connected.
"It seems a shame to have to sneak to get to the truth. To make the truth such a dirty old nasty thing. You've gotta sneak to get to the truth...the truth is condemned. The truth is in the gas chamber. The truth has been in your stockyards. Your slaughterhouses. The truth has been in your reservations, building your railroads, emptying your garbage. The truth is in your ghettos. In your jails. In your young love. Not in your courts or congress where the old set judgement on the young. What the hell do the old know about the young? They put a picture of old George on the dollar and tell you that he's your father, worship him. Look at the madness that goes on...you can't prove anything that happened yesterday. Now is the only thing that's real. Everyday, every reality is a new reality. Every new reality is a new horizon, a brand new experience of living. I got a note last night from a friend of mine. He writes in this note that he's afraid of what he might have to do in order to save his reality...as I save mine. You can't prove anything. There's nothing to prove. Every man judges himself. He knows what he is. You know what you are, as I know what I am. We all know what we are. Nobody can stand in judgement. They can play like they're standing in judgement. They can play like they stand in judgement and take you off and control the masses, with your human body. They can lock you up in penitentiaries and cages and put you on crosses like they did in the past, but it doesn't amount to anything. What they're doing is...they're only persecuting a reflection of themselves. They're persecuting what they can't stand to look at in themselves...the truth."