Yeah so I was sitting with Santa Muerte whilst she was taking her offering. And as we usually do, we have a bit of a chat (well, she usually sits and listens, while I’m yapping about whatever. ) and we got onto the topic of the “false god is dead” and, this is what I got.
The false god is my false self. My false self is the false god.
So I take that to mean, the false god is far from dead for probably most people. Unless it dies (e.g. in the lake of fire. Because the false self is what dies in the lake of fire. Or some people spend years slowly killing it off by uncovering its deceptions and illusions, overcoming it, etc. Life’s too short for that. )
The false self goes by different names throughout the world. But it is the false god, and it isn’t possible to be a true living god while it still lives. You can’t know or be 100% who you really are (your true godself) unless your false self is done away with.
This follows from an experiment where I recently tried to bind my false self to force it to behave (to cut out the self-sabotage), while I learn to get to the crossroads in preparation for dying in the lake of fire.