The concept of Satan, aka the Father of Lies, the Prince of the Earth, the Ruler of the Air. There’s something about that name, there’s something about those titles that is quite striking. The Father of Lies, to think that the lie began with Satan, the enemy, the first to hate, the first to betray, the first to ruin.

What’s a lie? Something that isn’t true, to be the Father of Lies is implying that all lies stem from Satan, from the greatest lies to the smallest ones. In conjunction with the title “The Prince of the Power of the Air”, to be interpreted as Earth, one very well may make the inference that at the highest echelons of humanity, there are lies holding even them back fabricated by said being. Let’s pretend that Satan doesn’t exist (ala “Satan’s greatest lie is convincing the masses, the world that he doesn’t exist”), there are obviously powers at play within the higher rungs of society that dictate what does and what doesn’t happen (within their power, which we don’t even know the true extent of beyond what’s presented in media) – what we can and what we can’t have access to (we may very well may be a few decades behind the true technology of the time, but how would we possibly know?). Also, take note that this isn’t even accounting for extraterrestrial life yet, as there very well may or may not be.

Are we perhaps living within a cage of lies? The limits of our reality and our lives dictated by the tremendous amount of cultural-conditioning occurring, further compressed within the cage by our very own vices and the vices of those around us? Whereas we “sin”, we fall deeper and deeper into the slumber and sedation of this world? What would you personally say is the greatest lie next to Satan not existing? We have to take a look at what Satan represents; pride. The unwillingness to budge, the arrogance to destroy before submitting, to believe that ones way is right and there could be possibly no other. It’s incredible if you think about it, we live, “living” with the sight of one path to decent living, when there very well may be many we can’t possibly perceive as we currently are. Fantasies, upon fantasies, journeys among journeys. Yet, how could we ever know? Did it even ever occur to begin with? There are stories, but how could one ever possibly bring themselves to wholeheartedly believe them when nothing of such seems to occur in everyday life? How could everyday ever reach that marvelous standard if it never deviates from the path society swears up and down is the only path necessary, just, and good.Regardless, whether they did or did not happen, the distractions present in the modern-world are manifold. How could one possibly ever even conceive of a Wonderland within the world when they’re more than beyond content with simply watching Alice in Wonderland on their television? It’s difficult, honestly, I would imagine. How could one, who conceives and believes in said Wonderland, find it if everyone around him, including those who profess that their may be more, absolutely cling to this tremendously material society?

If even a dog will hide it’s bones for safekeeping, then what of the earth and it’s secrets?

About God, and what I believe about Him, if you will and other transcendent properties that may occupy our life that are both incredibly fleeting and seemingly unattainable to the average person – perhaps even to the degree that said person will never even realize that such properties of life may exist.

Now, let me preface with a little about myself and by saying that I may very well come off as a pseudo-intellectual, and that’s fine if whoever may read this believes that to be the case, yet, while we’re to be on the subject of God, I consider myself very blessed when it comes to my intellect considering the vast amount of ignorance that you can find on practically any circle of social media. I’m not as robotic as I may seem here, or as serious as I write, in fact, I can be a little too lighthearted in certain situations, with certain people, but of course there’s an image to be enacted, kept and maintained if you want to enter a world that may be more than the one you currently occupy. Trust me when I say that I do not want to occupy this same space with these same people I cross paths with again and again for much longer, I’d like to break out of this. Lets begin on God and Love.

I’ll be talking about God, the one that has held the most grip on our western society since it’s inception, the one from the Bible. What exactly do I want to talk about Him in these following passages? Well, first off, I’d like to say that I’m not going to be taking a position of skepticism, as I feel that is detrimental to what is trying to be taught, the core, be the texts altered or unaltered. I’d like to realize myself, what he’s trying to exactly accomplish and teach.

Now, lets begin with the idea that God is Love. Obedience to God is a demonstration of this love, in the same way that were you to obey your mother or father, it is because, either you fear them, or you love them, or a combination of both. Yet, more accurately, you obey a lover due to the same principle, because you love them and know that were you not to obey them in their limits of the love that you have set upon yourselves, the tie would be severed. Now, that’s an interesting concept. If we do not obey, if we are completely irreverent, the ties are severed, they are not as strong, but the more we listen, the stronger the ties. It’s almost a little too simple, but that’s what it very well is. Here’s the kicker, pardon me if this idea is a little too out there, but were we to obey God in everything he says, to the last letter, what would stop him from giving us all of him? Ask and you shall receive, now what if I ask if I can become the love that You are, that I can feel the love that You feel, that I can do what You do? Too much? I don’t think so, but along with that idea, is my notion that nobody truly follows (if only the remnant) how he wants us to follow, that the steps to follow him are only the beginning of the book, that were you to follow the book, limitlessly, another world would open in front of you that seems completely incongruent to everything you’ve come to know. That’s my thought on that. Yet, as nobody follows, and those that do are detracted themselves by those who don’t follow, it’s probably more than incredibly difficult to reach such a level.

The love of God, were you to truly love him, should in theory lead you to other aspects of life that everyone longs for. True love, riches of heart, miracles, “more”. Yet, it seems difficult for many to actually try their best to reach said things, as if we’re all trapped by concepts and ideas that only hold us down and don’t allow us to reach or become more. We break each other down, we hardly listen to one another, “the ideas you’re saying aren’t congruent to mine, and mine are absolutely correct in respect to the state of the world, it’s all I’ve ever known and I’m sure it’s all you’ve ever known, so who are you to speak of such a matter?”, and anyone who thinks different, will be seen as too much of an oddball, due to the stigma of the unseen, yet, personally, I’m sure there are within certain groups of humanity, families, cults, religions, those that grasp a clearer essence of the world than simply the physical aspect of riches, the lustful aspect of love, and the charlatans and tricksters of “miracles”.

Personally, I stall myself, time and time again, yet I know that I want to become more than I am, I know that there is more out there, somewhere, hiding behind a veil that we can’t quite pierce, because we’re the audience and not the actors. Very well, we may even see the actors, but we don’t see the directors. There is something transcendent to life and I know that the path is God, his love, his enduring love, or something similar, but yet, I can’t bring myself to act this out absolutely and wholly, but I desire it, and if it’s in my Circle of Influence, and so I shall. If, say, I can’t quite reach a miracle, if I can’t quite reach riches, if I can’t quite reach true love, then perhaps good enough that my heart will be transformed before I die and wherever that may lead.

The transformation of the heart comes with the love of God, were it to be a positive transformation, this transformation, it breeds something new, be it from baptism or not, be it from regularly attending church, or not, there is something to the Word of God, that I have personally experienced when reading in stark contrast to when not, that I change. I become better, I become kinder, I become sharper, and I want to reach whatever more there is. It’s hard to say that a book that pushes you to love and tries its best, succinctly, to teach you what love is, can’t do just that, if you look at it with a certain perspective. “With God, all things are possible.”, now, how few are actually with God? And even less who love God with all their heart?

Hello, I am Cesar, although I like to stylize my name as Caesar which then gets shortened into Cae and thus that is how we end up with Cae’s Days, which will be a collection of thoughts – not so much my day-to-day, as that’s rather boring. 

Here, I’ll hope to be writing on several topics that interest me, perhaps not too in-depth, or perhaps my interest will be quite absorbed by whatever the topic may be and I’ll begin to read into it much more and share my thoughts. These topics can range from God, religion, love, friendship, psychology, technology (namely AI and Virtual Reality), and others. These happen to be my serious interests, my more lighthearted interests include other sources of entertainment that aren’t particularly very compelling for the most part, although sometimes I may become enamored by one and extrapolate much more information out of it than was originally meant to be (such as the titular Dark Souls or the roller-coaster of an anime known as Steins;Gate). There’s a lot to say and I suppose I have a lot of time and so I hope I have the wit and appeal to write on subjects that I, myself wouldn’t mind rereading these entries.