Believing yet not without doubt

[MisterRabbit]

My personal doubts are mostly centered around this "Creator" person, why does he exist? Yet, why, is the greatest question ever asked, and noone's ever come close to answering that one.

I think the whole point is that there is no creator PERSON, but that the creator is all, and is intelligent energy originating in intelligent infinity. And infinity, of course, is beyond all definition, because it can have no form, so how are we to describe it? It is mystery, and that should never be lost. The minute you think you know, you've given up all chances of discovering. All words and concepts must meet short of infinity in paradox, and will never actually touch it. Yet, oddly enough, it is this very quality in which lies it's unity also: only that which is formless and infinite can truly be singular and all-encompassing. Anything else would just be a finite, limited form. I understand it simply as there is none else. I think questions like these make us realize that there is a point at which to not take the rational mind so seriously and and begin to simply see, and to simply be. To stop trying to think about the creator, and learn to be it, through opening ourseles to love.
On that note, I wrote a sort of to-do-list/poem about meditation after a particularly good session of it yesterday, which expresses what I'm talking about more...well, poetically.

Look
The sentence eels swimming
Listen
The talking heads yammering
Feel
The waves rising and falling
Taste
The saliva nectar's sweetness
Play
Within the field of infinity
Be
The silence that is
Open
And allow Love to emerge
Shine
Let the silent Love spill over
From Creation
Into creation

My poems are getting more and more "mystical" here lately. Anyway, hope that helps to illustrate what I mean by going beyond the logical "talking heads yammering" though not necessarily throwing the baby out with the bathwater, of course. See them yammering, I say. There they are! Yammer yammer yammer yammer yammer yammmer yammer yammer.........Whew, lookatem go! Such things then become playful, rather than annoying; acceptable, even as they temporarily limit us some of the time. As John lennon so aptly put it

Love is the answer, and you know that for sure
Love is a flower, you gotta let it grow
Love is surrender, you gotta let it go

Needless to say this is one of the things that I've struggled with, and so have thought alot about it. Ok I'll shut up now.