My name is Babel

My name is Babel

I am multi-lingual. Because languages are realities, I perceive many realities. You learn a new language; you learn a new reality. And thus we know that reality is plural and not singular. We refer not to “reality” but to thisor that reality.

And because that is so, we can know—with comforting I-am-aware certainty—that there is no faith that is supreme. Faith is as multi-real as language. Thus I (and all those others like me who are also aware of this truth) do not tolerate intolerance.  Intolerance is the only sin. Nothing else. I don’t attend any church, mosque, or synagogue. They are all intolerant because they all believe their own faith is superior to others. I recognize no religion that does not give equal validity to every other religion, which of course, cancels out the validity of any religion.

That is not to say that I’m not a spiritual person. I am very spiritual! Indeed, I pray every day. I pray in mindful meditation or meditative mindfulness, and when I ask who he, she, or it is, I always receive an answer: “I am.” And that is how I know that I am God. Reality is what I think it is. It’s what you think it is. God is therefore—us.

We know we are God. We know there is no sin except intolerance. And we do not tolerate that.

My name is Babel.

Dena Hunt
Dena Hunt is the author of the award-winning historical novel Treason (Sophia Institute Press), and The Lion’s Heart (Full Quiver Press), as well as several short stories and reviews, online and in print, at Dappled Things, StAR, and The Pilgrim Journal. She also writes for FaithCatholic, a liturgical publication company. She is currently working on her third novel. She is the book review editor of St. Austin Review.

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