Book Excerpts: Mister God, This is Anna by Fynn

Jan 25

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  • Fynn began the adventure of Anna’s friendship when she was about age four and a half. She did not live to reach the age of eight.
  • “I know to love Mister God and to love people and cats and dogs and spiders and flowers and trees” — and the catalog went on—” with all of me.” …And God said love me, love them, and love it, and don’t forget to love yourself. (19)
  • After the evening meal, I always read to Anna, books on all manner of subjects, from poetry to astronomy. After a year of reading, she ended up with three favorite books. The first was a large picture book with nothing it it but photographs of snowflakes and frost patterns. The second book was Cruden’s Complete Concordance, and the third, of all the strange books to choose, was Manning’s Geometry of Four Dimensions. Each of these books had a catalytic effect on Anna. She devoured them utterly, and out of their digestion she produced her own philosophy.(20)
  • “No, he [Mister God] don’t love me, not like you do, it’s different, it’s millions of times bigger. // You see, Fynn, people can only love outside and can only kiss outside, but Mister God can love you right inside, and Mister God can kiss you right inside, so it’s different. Mister God ain’t like us; we are a little bit like Mister God, but not much yet. // Mister God is different from us because he can finish things and we can’t. I can’t finish loving you because I shall be dead millions of years before I can finish, but Mister God can finish loving you, and so it’s not the same kind of love, is it? Even Mister Jether’s [Jesus] love is not the same as Mister God’s because he only came here to make us remember.” (27)
  • “Fynn, that’s the difference. You see, everybody has got a point of view, but Mister God hasn’t. Mister God has only points to view.” [viewing points] Humanity in general had an infinite number of points of view, whereas Mister God had an infinite number of viewing points. That means that — God is everywhere. “Mister God can know things and people from the inside, too. We only know them from the outside, don’t we? So you see, Fynn, people can’t talk about Mister God from the outside; you can only talk about Mister God from the inside of him.”(28)
  • And God made man in his own image, not in shape, not in intelligence, not in eyes or ears, not in hands or feet, but in this total inwardness. In here was the image of God. It isn’t the devil in humanity that makes man a lonely creature, it’s his God-likeness. It’s the fullness of the Good that can’t get out or can’t find its proper “other place” that makes for loneliness.(39)
  • Mister God didn’t at all mind making himself small. People thought that Mister God was very big, and that’s where they made a big mistake. Obviously Mister God could be any size he wanted. After all, Mister God did not have only one point of view but an infinity of viewing points, and the whole purpose of living was to be like Mister God. Religion was all about being like Mister God. The instructions weren’t to be good and kind and loving, etc., and it therefore followed that you would be more like Mister God. No! The whole point of being alive was to be like Mister God and then you couldn’t help but be good and kind and loving, could you?
  • “If you get like Mister God, you don’t know you are good and kind and loving, do you?” As for people…”Well, if you think you are, you ain’t” (40)
  • “Mister God is empty.” [Anna was learning that the yellow flower appeared yellow because that was the part of the light reflected back to our eyes.] ”Yellow is the bit it don’t want! So its real color is all the bits it do want.” Mister God wanted everything, so he didn’t reflect anything back! Mister God was quite empty. Not empty because there was truly nothing there, but empty because he accepted everything, because he wanted everything and did not reflect anything back! Of course you could cheat if you wanted to; you could wear your bit of colored glass marked Mister God is Loving , but then, of course, you would miss the whole nature of Mister God. We were being asked to throw away our pieces of colored glass and see clearly. The fact that Old Nick [satan] was busy turning them out by the million made things a bit difficult at times, but that was the way things were.(43)
  • Fynn asked Anna how come she didn’t have “bits of glass” over her eyes. She replied, “Oh, ‘cos I ain’t frightened.” It is simply the ability to move out of the “I’m the center of all things” and to let something or someone take over. And as for Anna, she had simply moved out and let Mister God move in. (49)
  • “Can I make a language of my own?” and “Just what is a language?” The number 1 is the most important number and bears the weight of all the other numbers. God is the most important word and bears the weight of all the other words. We each have a triangle and are responsible for bearing the weight of the things we’ve done and thought when we answer to God’s questions.(56)
  • The soul is imprisoned, protected, nothing can get in to hurt it, but then it can’t get out either. Being saved is nothing to do with being safe. Being saved is seeing your self clearly—no “bits of colored glass,” no protection, no hiding—simply seeing yourself.(60)
  • “Every person and everything that you know has got Mister God in his middle, and so you have got his Mister God in your middle too.” (72)
  • As a supposed Christian you can stand outside and measure [judge] Mister God. The meter doesn’t read voltages, it reads Loving, Kindness, All-powerful, Omnipotent, etc. You have a nice lot of labels to stick about the place. Now I open up the Christian circuit and pop me, the meter, inside. Hey, wait a blessed minute! Who was it that said, “Be like your heavenly Father”? Quiet that man. If I’m inside the God’s circuit, then I’m a working part of Mister God. [as a working part of Mister God, outside distinctions of Christian, Muslim, Jew, etc. have no meaning.](84)
  • Properties depend on circumstances. Being outside Mister God and measuring him gave you properties, seemingly an unending list. The particular choice of properties that you made produced that particular kind of religion that you subscribed to. On the other hand, being inside Mister God gave you the function, and then we were all the same…The function of Mister God is to make you like him. Then you can’t measure [judge], can you? Mister God shows no preference in his function. (85)
  • Like a toddler, Mister God puts you down on the take-away side of the mirror [made in His Image] and then asks you to find your way to the add side of the mirror. You see he wants you to be like him.(102)
  • “Take-away people live in holes.” On our side of the looking glass the whole place was littered with holes [called Greedy, wicked, cruel, liar…] with people living at the bottom. On Mister God’s side were appropriate piles of whatever, ready to fill up the holes if only we’d got the sense to ask for them. His piles also had names like Generosity, Kindness and Truth. If you managed to fill up your hole and still have something left over, why then you were well and truly on the add side. Sometimes, Mister God sort of fills someone’s hole up for them. It was what we called a “mirror-cle”! (103)
  • “When I find out things it makes the difference bigger, and Mister God gets bigger. Sunday school Teacher makes the difference bigger but Mister God stays the same size. She’s frightened. She just makes the people littler. You go to church to make Mister God really, really big. When you make Mister God really, really, really big, then you really, really don’t understand Mister God — then you do.”
  • When you’re little you understand Mister God. He sits up there on his throne, a golden one of course; he has got whiskers and a crown and everyone is singing hymns like mad to him. God is useful and usable. You can ask him for things; he can strike your enemies deader than a doornail; and he is pretty good at putting hexes on the bully next door, like warts and things. Mister God is so understandable, so useful, and so usable, he is like some object — perhaps the most important object of all — but nevertheless an object and absolutely understandable. Later on you understand him to be a bit different, but you are still able to grasp what he is. Even though you understand him, he doesn’t seem to understand you! He doesn’t seem to understand that you simply must have a new bike, so your understanding of him changes a bit more. In whatever way or state you understand Mister God, so you diminish his size. He becomes an understandable entity among other understandable entities. So Mister God keeps on shedding bits all the way through your life until the time comes when you admit freely and honestly that you don’t understand Mister God at all. At this point you have let Mister God be his proper size — and wham! — there he is, laughing at you.(106)
  • The thing you really counted with a number, was the shadow of a shadow of a shadow, which was a dot. Every scrap of uncountable information had been lost by this method. This was it. This was what you counted. [Unwinding up the dimension ladder from a dot took you in infinite directions] There was one thing in this universe that was so complex that it couldn’t become any more so. Mister God. Anna had reached the ends of an infinite series of dimensions. (119)
  • “Old Nick and Jesus — both the Light. You know what Jesus said, don’t you? ‘I am the Light.’” Two kinds of light: a pretend one and a real one. Lucifer and Mister God.
  • First we have Mister God and we know that he is Light. Then we have an object and we know this is Mister God’s creation. And finally we have the screen on which shadows are formed. The screen is that object that loses us all the redundant information that enables us to do things like sums and geometry and all that. (120)
  • This was the problem with places like schools and church; they seemed to be more concerned with the answer part of the language than with the question part of the language. Certainly you could make up the questions from the answer given to you, but the trouble was that so often this kind of question had no real place to land; you just kept forever and ever. No, the mark of a real question was that it landed somewhere. “Do you like skudding?” You could go on asking questions about it all your life and still get nowhere. The question of where heaven was was one of those non-questions, it had nowhere to land, and therefore was no question fit to be asked. (127)
  • Any place could be heaven where the senses were perfect. Mister God’s senses were perfect — to be able to see and hear everything over vast distances… (128)
  • Mister God’s only got an infront, he ain’t got no behind. ‘Cos he don’t’ have to turn round to see everybody. [no face, eyes, etc.] (129)
  • People ought to get more wise when they grow older. People’s boxes get littler and littler. Questions are in boxes and the answers they get only fit the size of the box. The questions get to the edge and then stop. It’s like a prison. We put Mister God into little boxes. We got to let Mister God be free. That’s what love is. (140)
  • Evidence for Mister God’s existence could be arranged in too many ways. People who accepted one sort of arrangement were called by one particular name. (141)
  • [upon learning about basic chords on a piano and the different positions for the same notes] “We’re all playing the same chord to Mister God but with different names.” but it seems we don’t know it.(143)
  • “Your soul don’t go very far in the daylight ‘cos it stops where you can see. The nighttime is better. It stretches your soul right out to the stars. (146)
  • My reason for preferring the darkness is that in the dark you have to describe yourself. In the daylight other people describe you. Develop your brain and your five senses. That’s only half of it. Develop your heart and the wits. There’s common wit, imagination, fantasy, estimation and memory. Daylight is for the brain and the senses, the darkness is for the heart and the wits. Never, never be afraid. Your brain may fail you one day, but your heart won’t. [per Old Woody] (151)
  • The Mister God light inside us is so’s we can see the Mister God light outside us and the Mister God light outside us is so’s we can see the Mister God light inside us. (156)
  • God is our center, and yet it is we who acknowledge that he is the center. That makes us somehow internal to Mister God. This is the curious nature of Mister God: that even while he is at the center of all things, he waits outside us and knocks to come in. It is we who open the door. Mister God doesn’t break it down and come in; no, he knocks and waits. Now it takes a real super kind of God to work that one out, but that’s just what he’s done. As Anna said, “That’s very funny. It makes me very important, don’t it? Fancy Mister God taking second place!” (167)
  • “If you are “full up” you can use anything to see Mister God. If you’re full up, you don’t need the cross ‘cos the cross is inside you. If you’re not full up, you have the cross outside you and then you make it a magic thing. If you’re not full up inside you, then you can make anything a magic thing, and then it becomes an outside bit of you. If you do that, then you can’t do what Mister God wants you to do. Love everybody like you love yourself, and you’ve got to be full up with you to love yourself properly first. It’s the outside bits that make all the different churches and things like that. Mister God said ‘I am,’ and that’s what he wants us all to say — that’s the hard bit.” You don’t have to want things outside you to fill up the gaps inside you. You don’t leave bits of you hanging around on objects in shop windows, in catalogs or on advertising. Wherever you go you take your whole self with you; you don’t leave bits lying around to get stamped on; you’re all of a piece; you’re what Mister God wants you to be. An “I am,” like he is. All this time in church, Mister God’s been trying to turn an “It is” into an “I am.” (171).

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