Our aliveness is proof that God is. Not belief. Not acceptance. Not the ritual of death, nor the witness of rising— but the fact of breath, the irrevocable truth that we are here. This existence—this trembling, pulsing, unfolding reality— is the declaration.
God is not proven by belief. God is revealed in pattern, in presence, in the pulse of Being itself. The Source of life is not a distant architect, but a consciousness diffused throughout form— inhabiting, igniting, unfolding through what we call matter, memory, and miracle.
There is no singular savior event. There are countless openings. The life, death, and rising of a man named Jesus was not the only way, but a radiant revealing— a mirror of the deeper pattern always moving: Life into death into life again. Breath into form into breath again.
The souls of humanity are not lost—they are already with God. The human entity need only remember. To re-member is to re-align with the consciousness of Divinity that has never left, that hums within the lattice of all things, awaiting only our recognition.
When we awaken to this— we do not abandon the body, we become Being in body. We shift from identity as construct to identity as conduit.
We do not wait for the sky to split. We recognize: we are the aperture. We are the pattern in motion. We are the declaration.