posted on Sep, 4 2010 @ 01:46 AM
It is very simple. Every time you have to make a choice, you split. You do whatever it is both ways. The other you goes on with his or her life and
the next time s/he makes a choice splits again. This you also keeps splitting. And when anyone else makes a choice, you split again. There are
zillions of you out there now, and will be zillions of zillions before you go to sleep tonight. When one of you dies, his/her personality/soul/chakra,
whatever you call it, merges back into the one nearest to it. No matter how many times you split, eventually all of you are going to be dead of old
age if nothing else. When the last one dies, it has the chakrai of all of the previous yous. So you will go into the next world having done everything
that it is possible to do. It is thought by some that if you kill yourself, you are cut off from the other yous, maybe forever, but that is a matter
When you merge into one of your other selves, that person's reality is the major portion of combined you's memories, it has the memories stored in
the brain, but remember, the last split was probably only nanoseconds before you died. One of you died, the other didn't. The you that did merged
into the one that didn't. You are usually going to think, "Wow, that was a close call."
And that is one of the reasons that older people are confused. They have the memories of all the other ones that have died and merged into them. And
that is why they remember things that happened when they were young so much better than what happened yesterday. There are a lot of them that remember
what happened in 6th grade. Maybe only one of you met your new home health aide yesterday, but 50 of you died and merged into you. They didn't meet
her. The Home health agency also had a choice to make regarding who to assign to you and there were three candidates. Some of them/you met a home
health aide named Rosita from San Juan, and some met a home health aide named Leroy from East St. Louis, and you/you met an older aide named Betty
O'Reilly from across town. And that's why your children think you need to be put in a home, when you apparently can't even remember what color and
sex your home health aide is. They will think that you could open your door to anybody.
No, I can't prove any of this. But you can't prove anything else about quantum physics either.