Buddha
The Soul is walking through stories, carving itself into light.
Buddha carries the story of the Soul with God. There’s nothing religious in knowing God. He is the blueprint to life for every human being. We don’t have to know God exists for Him to come upon us.
Ideologies are the temporal ideas for seekers who haven’t gone deep enough to walk outside the world into the bigger light like Buddha did. Something deeper in the Soul has to pine for a quest that reaches for God, even if we aren’t aware of it.
God created every human being to know Him, even when we don’t. No one who is religious carries God more than someone who isn’t. Moses didn’t know God before the burning bush. He grew up in a polytheistic culture worshipping many gods.
Our ideologies don’t define God, and He doesn’t live in them or fulfill them. No religion can define God or dictate who He moves in. Being with God is part of the blueprint of life.
Buddha is the perfect example of an individual living deeper with God. He walked out of one world into another, losing his life to gain it in Him, not knowing God existed. Even though Buddha never knew God or ultimate reality, he lived deep enough in Christ for enlightenment. Never has the papacy, bishop, cardinal, rabbi, or imam lived in enlightenment.
Losing our lives to gain them in God
isn’t a religious idea.
It’s the walk giving the blueprint to life.
Walking to God
The Soul walks through stories, carving itself into light.
Buddha’s life illustrates this pilgrimage. His journey is not a religious template but a universal blueprint: God accompanies every Soul, whether or not we know His name. Siddhartha Gautama, who became Buddha, never spoke of a Creator—yet he still moved within God’s design.
Enlightenment is woven into life’s fabric, independent of ritual or title. The papacy, bishops, cardinals, rabbis, or imams may claim authority, yet never live the depth Siddhartha found by simply following the fire in his own Soul.
Siddhartha was born to royalty, cocooned in luxury. His father walled him off from sickness, age, and death, believing comfort would secure destiny. One night, Siddhartha slipped beyond the palace gates and entered a hidden quarter where the sick groaned, the old bent low, and the dying waited in silence. The shock shattered his protected world. That rupture lit a flame inside him—a hunger no comfort could ease.
He left the palace and his newborn son, traded silk for simple cloth, and sought truth among ascetics. Even severe discipline felt hollow. So he traveled inward, past all extremes, until under a quiet tree he awakened to a light that neither title nor ritual could bestow.
Buddha’s path shows that the Soul’s longing, once ignited, outshines every system meant to manage it. God’s presence does not depend on belief; it is the unseen current guiding each life toward deeper light. We do not need to name that current for it to carry us—we only need to follow where it leads.
The depth we acquire tends to break self-identity in matter and destroys every mainstream idea about God, to only live with Him, teaching about Himself. The blueprint to life exceeds the ideology of people only walking satan and ego’s path.