I would like to introduce myself now, as it seems only fair that you know who writes these words that some seem to get angry about, while others can appreciate.
At age 11 or so, and after a dramatic and painful experience, I looked up at the sky and denied God. “You don’t exist,” I said “If you did you would not let children like me suffer so”. That started my atheism years. I was at the time studying at a Catholic school, and was part of a religious and very loving family.
Time passed, but my views did not. I was always reading books, because my father had a modest library of great classics. I read quite a few books from Tolstoy, Niche, Hemingway, and when I got a bit older, Marx and Lenin.
At 17, I finished high school with good grades and was offered to study in Romania “At the time, it was a communist country under the rule of the late dictator Ceausescu” I was surprised to find that those who were not interested in religion “denied would be a better word” were no happier than those who went to church every Sunday. Something was missing, but I could not put my finger on it. So I spent two years partying, falling in love, learning the Romanian language, but paying little attention to my engineering studies.
After 2 years, I realized that I was just wasting my time and my father’s money. I was not alone who felt that way. Along with 3 buddies of mine we decided to travel to Rome, in the hope of finding a job and starting some kind of life. We traveled by train. Two of my buddies chickened out along the way, and decided to go back to Romania. My best friend and I continued the journey. Once we exited the train we were shocked to find tens of people around who were seeking the same. We couldn’t speak Italian, except for a few words. We had little money. We spent a week in a half decent hotel. At the end of the week, we knew within our hearts that we couldn’t do what we set to do. So we skipped the bill of the hotel by sneaking out in the middle of the night.
In the morning, we went to the travel agency that handled the airline of our country “Jordan”. We did not have enough money for the tickets. The agent said that we should come back later that day, and if the plane is not filled, they will give us seats for the money we had on us. It worked.
Back home, our families were shocked by the news. I wanted to explain. My dad said it is ok son. Get some sleep, and we will talk tomorrow.
The next day came. I cried in shame for letting my family down and told my father the whole story. His answer, which I will never forget was “That is past now, son, what are your plans now”. My answer was even shorter “I don’t know”
It ended between two choices, either go back to school, or to join the military, as we had a draft at the time.
I came to the US, knowing no one. On my first few minutes in the US, one of my bags was stolen at the airport. On the same night, I walked from the dorm to a 7-Eleven and bought a 6-pack that said beer on the bottles. It was after my third beer, that I discovered that root beer and beer are not the same.
After 2 months of studying English and because had a decent background in the language, I joined the University of Louisiana, where I spent 7 years studying Engineering and Business Management. I fell in love with a California girl, who had the guts to leave California and disappoint her parents and join me in Lafayette, Louisiana. Our marriage started rocky and ended with a separation that is now 10 years old. Amazingly enough, we still love and help each other anyway we can. From this rocky marriage a beautiful and intelligent boy was born. He is now 20. He is smart, gentle and loving, and very dedicated to his music studies at college.
During all these years, I had a nagging question. If there is no God as I came to believe, then where did all this come from? What is managing the universe?
I have always liked to write as much as I like to read. I came up with a theory when I was about 23 or 24. It simply states
Everything is connected to everything else, without a beginning or an end.
That was something. I had now something to consider. It helped me a great deal. I shared this with close friends who also thought that is was worth thinking about.
In the early 90’s I became obsessed with reading. I was reading a book or two every week. This continued for several years. The books I read during these years were not like the novels I read during my youth. They were about what came to be known as New Age ideas, I also learned about meditation, breathing methods, Biofeedback. I also read scientific books, “I must admit that my purpose was to prove the theory I came up with”.
I decided to read scripture books, as it would have been unfair to dismiss a book without reading it first. I read the Bible Old Testament and new, I also read about Buddhism and Hinduism, The Koran, ancient Egyptian and Greek writings, as well as ancient Aztec and Mayan writings among many others
I borrowed the Secret Doctrine from a local library. I am sorry to say that I never gave it back.
But I did concentrate on Physics.
Now, I believe that I have the proof to my theory. In the process, I found that one does not have to deny God. It is just a word we use.
Love and Peace
Nabil Naser