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Speculations about pre-birth existence and life purpose

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posted on Nov, 27 2009 @ 07:05 PM
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Dear all,
I've been having some thoughts, realizations and awakenings lately which have helped me connect some dots. They are hard to explain because such concepts require a certain level of consciousness, awareness and insight, but I'll try.

Have you ever felt deep down that you had some long forgotten life before this one? What if we had some sort of pre-birth existence before we were born that we don't consciously remember, either in this world or some other plane of reality beyond this one?

From time to time, I feel this on an intuitive level, as though it were a deep realization awakening in me coming from my subconscious or "higher self", as though I were remembering a long forgotten memory. Any of you everfelt that way?

It's like as I evolve in consciousness, insight, intellect, gradually I seem to remember who or what I was before this level.

As you know, I've always had deep powers of insight, so by connecting dots with it, I have come to some speculations, theories or realizations, whatever you want to call it.

Here they are, as best as I can explain:

- What if life really is a dream? And we don't remember who we are until we wake up (die, pass away from this world) from that dream? I had a talk about this with a buddy of mine here, who is like a kindred spirit to me. He also hasfelt the same way intuitively, that we've forgotten who we really are and once we awake from this "life dream", we will remember again.

- If that's so, then perhaps the reason we don't remember who we really are is not because God erased our memory before we were born, or because we decided to have amnesia. Perhaps the reason is because we came from a level/plane ofreality beyond time and space, so different from this physical plane, that our human mind and brain are completely incapable of comprehending it. And for us to understand these "other levels ofreality " would be like a dog trying to understand Calculus or Shakespeare, which would be utterly impossible and beyond its capacity and level.

You see, perhaps our mind and brain are only designed to understand things on the physical plane, as well as project its own "abstract ideas" about metaphysical/spiritual levels ofreality. But it can never truly fathom, perceive or even imagine these other levels of reality that we came from.

Does that make sense?

- You see, I've always felt that the reason life's biggest questions (e.g. Who is God? Who am I? Where did I come from? Why are we here? Why does evil exist? Why do bad things happen to good people? How did the universe come from nothing? What is the nature of time? What was before the Big Bang? Etc.) have remained unanswered and elusive for ages, is that the TRUE answers to such questions lie somewhere beyondtime and space, and thus beyond words and our mind's ability to comprehend.

That was the explanation that made sense, for no amount of logic, reasoning or philosophizing could answer such questions completely.

But of course, many people mistakenly assume that if they can't understand something with their mind or brain, then it doesn't exist, the same way that a dog thinks that just because it doesn't understand written language, then it doesn't exist.

- Or could it be that only SOME people have a pre-birth existence before this life? That would explain why some people seem primitive, barbaric and emit a low vibration/frequency in their vibes, while others seem to have a higherconsciousness level that makes them "not of this world", which you can see immediately in their eyes and presence. If so, then some "souls" here may be at the beginning of their cycle, while others have attained wisdom and evolved theirconsciousness level throughout many "cycles".

And of course, people who are on vastly different levels will not vibe well with one another, be able to connect, or feel comfortable around each other.

- Anyhow, when I was a child, I didn't know what I wanted to be when I grew up. None of the conventional occupations seemed to resonate with me. Nor did I understand myself or my place in the world. In fact, I neverfelt like I fit into anything or any group. Deep down, I've always felt that I was meant to be some type of "leader or hero" who helps people in an unusual way. Not in a conventional way, such as volunteer work or charity, but in an unconventional way that was unknown. That's all I knew, even though I had no goal or plan of making any of that come true. Now I'm beginning to see some fruition of that. Many have claimed that my websites and writing has "inspired" them in some way, or led to their realization of something deeper. So perhaps I am one of those "souls" who decided to come here to help aid humanity in the "transformation ofconsciousness" and helping to wake up those who are ignorant and asleep?

I feel this in my intuition, as though it were some long forgotten memory.

Perhaps that's why I was never happy being in one of those meaningless jobs just for a paycheck, because my soul "knew" that it didn't come down to Earth for that purpose, for it had far higher purposes in mind. And that's why a simple life of merely working and consuming in conformity to the "system" wasn't enough for me? I had a "higher calling" so to speak.

- Finally, here's something interesting. There was an incident when I was 14 that connects to all this and might shed some light. At that time, I was totally alienated and bored, and in agony over it. It was Summer vacation after 8th grade, and all my friends bailed on me (not that they were true friends). I didn't fit in anywhere,felt persecuted, lonely and insecure, and was bored to death isolated in my home all day while my parents were at work. In those days, there was nothing on TV except boring soap operas and old lifeless films. No internet or people to call. And my parents, who only knew how to deal with practical problems (like most Asian parents) had no idea what to do about my psychological/emotional problems and alienation, so they just did nothing and left me there.

I felt left out and alienated, and was angry and resentful that other kids out there were having fun, while I was abandoned to suffer alone like this everyday.

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posted on Nov, 27 2009 @ 07:06 PM
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Under such conditions, and in my weak state of mind, each day went by with a long and excruciating feeling of emptiness and loneliness that was difficult to endure. Ifelt like I was sinking into a dark bottomless pit of depression and I could do nothing about it. No one could help me either, nor did anyone care. I was all alone andfelt on the verge of losing my mind into insanity. It was very scary beyond words, to struggle like this everyday against losing your mind. Itfelt like you were losing your own soul, sense of reality and mind. It was a very dreadful feeling beyond words, especially when you're suffering alone and no one is there who can help you or understand you.

I also could not understand why this was happening to me all the time. Why me?! Everyday I desperately looked for some escape, relief or pleasure to distract me from this pain and loneliness. But the TV was boring and I could not concentrate well enough to read something, so I just laid down and "jerked off" often, as there was nothing else to do.

After several weeks of this, it became unbearable. One afternoon, in my usual nice luxurious but isolated home in Fremont, CA, I lay in the lazyboy chair, too depressed to move. As I thought about my alienated life and unfair suffering, while everyone else out there was having fun (presumably), the psychological and emotional pain became so great that I became screaming out in pain while alone in the house. I didn't want to sound like a madman, but it was so unbearable that I couldn't help it. I needed some release, and screaming out was my only outlet.

Then, for some quick stimulation and release, I "jerked off" again in my usual way. When I climaxed, during the flood of endorphins, I felt like my mind and consciousness transcended time, space and my physical body, as I lost sense of physical being for an instant. During that interval, some voice or thought suddenly told me, "Your pain and suffering are of the body, not spirit." Those words somehow gave me some kind of enlightenment, and I understood the full meaning of those words. With the full realization of this spiritual truth, suddenly a peace and calm came over me, like none I had ever experienced before. It was like some kind of awakening that was out of this world. Soon I was filled with this "eternal bliss" inside of me that seemed beyond time and space, free of any conditions.

The pain, anger and chaos had subsided. I was in a transcendental state of peace and bliss. I felt like a "Zen Master" (even though I had done nothing to attain such a state). For the next few hours, I went up to my room and sat in perfect inner peace and joy. While doing so, I felt this deep appreciation for everything around me, every object and material in creation, as well as every sensation from my five senses. I could sense the unity in it all. My limited mind didn't know what to make of all this, so I just enjoyed the experience and let it ride.

When my mom came home from work at 5pm, she yelled at me for the usual trivial things, the way she did everyday as a daily habit and routine. But this time, in my current transcendental state, I didn't have to yell back. I just let her words pass right through me and did not react. I felt like I had power and control over my emotions and did not have to react on instinctual mode like before. It was amazing.

An hour later, my parents' Taiwanese friends down the street came by and asked if we wanted to join them for a walk. We did, and I walked around the hilly neighborhood as a "born again" person, a different person so to speak. I thought of telling my family's friends about what had just happened to me, but I didn't know how as I had no communication skills and was not good at describing things, plus I felt it best not to anyway.

This inner state of bliss lasted for another 3 or 4 days. Each morning, since I hate mornings, my body would feel groggy and moody for a few minutes, but soon the transcendental peace I fell asleep with the night before would sink back in.

Unfortunately, it didn't last forever as I had hoped. But it did give me a glimpse of an inner state that one could attain with spiritual practice perhaps. I never had an experience like that again, but now I sometimes have brief moments of it in flashback, as though my spiritual/consciousness level were nearing attaining that as its "normal" state.

At that time though, when I was 14, the only religion I knew and understood was Christianity, so my mind interpreted the experience as a Christian one, a communion with God or gift from the Holy Spirit, perhaps. But my spirit felt that it was something beyond religion, not just beyond time and space. For the next few years, I experienced moments of joy during Christian Evangelist revivals and from the fellowship and comraderie of my Christian "brothers and sisters", but it was never like the one during the Summer after 8th grade.

Anyhow, the significance of this experience is that IF I was able to experience such a state of transcendental bliss or nirvana at such a young age having no prior spiritual practice, meditation or knowledge, then perhaps it might mean that such a level was already within me. This means that if I indeed had a pre-birth existence, I might have been a being from some higher level of consciousness that descended into this world for some unknown reason that my mind in this plane of reality cannot comprehend, but will remember again someday.

It does seem though, that sometimes life puts you in extreme states of psychological depression or torment in order to induce a spiritual awakening in you, or a transcendental experience which puts you in a higher state of consciousness. It's like the pain serves a purpose in catapulting you into the sensation of your eternal spirit. During such times, life usually takes away everything that you had going for you: friends, jobs, lovers, status, etc. When you lose it all, it seems like the end but it's really the sign of a new beginning in your life, a new revolution in your path.

I've experienced such periods several times in my life. Each time I thought I was going to die. But I emerged stronger each time with an inner power, strength and wisdom that few can understand. Of course we all know that suffering builds character, but inner torment can trigger spiritual awakenings as well.

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posted on Nov, 27 2009 @ 07:06 PM
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In retrospect, yeah I am resentful that my childhood was no fun and I got nothing I wanted - popularity, good friends, fun, accomplishments, acceptance, dates, girls, etc. - none of the good stuff that you see kids having on TV, but instead was mostly filled with alienation, loneliness, abandonment and bad luck. Nothing went right in my childhood and most of my adult life as well. I wasn't even a nerd, as I didn't even fit in with that group, and when you don't fit in anywhere, in a sense you are below even the nerds. And that's where I was, at the very bottom, beyond a loser even, I was simply "nothing".

However, from all those years of loneliness and torment, coupled with my natural powers of insight, I've attained (or perhaps re-awakened?) a level of consciousness and inner stillness that mainstream adult people do not have. I can also appreciate and enjoy many more things than the average person can, which has enhanced my joy, pleasure and quality of life beyond that of the common person. In essence, I have an inner "richness" that the average materialistic person doesn't have and can't understand. Those who know me well will tell you that I radiate a vibe and aura that's different from the rest.

Thus, it seemed that I unknowingly and unwillingly traded my childhood for "benefits" in adulthood that those with a "normal" childhood don't have. Perhaps that's another tell tale sign or indicator that I came into this world to help it achieve some kind of "transformation of consciousness" in its evolution?

Anyhow, make of this what you will. I know some of this sounds far-fetched, but to others it makes perfect sense, depending on their level of consciousness of course



posted on Nov, 27 2009 @ 07:20 PM
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From my own understanding we all play the different roles in the dream of the dreamer dreaming and as such we have past lives of different people. The only thing is we keep coming back to avenge our fears through anger, hate and war and so the ego perpetuated this until One finally wakes up understands one is only doing this until oneself in a holographic universe were essentially the only victim and the only hero is your oneself in all of life. Then you understand forgiveness again and rememeber who you are



posted on Nov, 27 2009 @ 09:11 PM
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Sri Ramana Maharshi's Enlightenment, July 17 1896

This is a first person account by Ramana of his enlightenment: “One day I was alone in the first floor of my uncle’s house. I was in my usual state of health. But a sudden and unmistakable fear of death seized me. I felt I was going to die. Why I should have so felt cannot now be explained by anything else in the body. I did not however trouble myself to discover if the fear was well grounded. I did not care to consult doctors or elders or even friends. I felt I had to solve the problem myself then and there.”

“The actual inquiry and discovery of ‘Who am I?’ was over on the very first day, after a short time. Instinctively I held my breath and began to dive inward with my inquiry into my own nature … I stretched myself like a corpse and it seemed to me that my body had actually become rigid—‘I’ was not dead—‘I’ was, on the other hand conscious of being alive, in existence. So the question arose in me, “What was this ‘I’?” I felt that it was a force or current working, despite the rigidity or activity of the body, though existing in connection with it. It was that current or force or center that constituted my personality, that kept me acting, moving, etc. The fear of death dropped off. I was absorbed in the contemplation of that current. So further development or activity was issuing from the new life and not from any fear.”

What happened after this was narrated by Ramana to Narashima Swami.

“That changed my mental attitude and habits. I had formerly some preferences and aversions. All these dropped off and all food was swallowed with equal indifference. I would put up with every burden imposed on me at home, every slight at my expense by the boys. Studies and duties became a matter of utter indifference and I was going through studies turning over pages mechanically.”

After his enlightenment, there was no change in the state of Ramana’s steady Self-abidance.



posted on Feb, 23 2011 @ 10:31 PM
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It is amazing to have stumbled upon this post.I have not been able to find anything to describe my feelings until I read this post.Everything you have stated is almost exactly what I feel.When I try to explain this to people I am thought of as insane or to logical.At 7 I started to have feelings and deep thoughts of post life that a little later in my early teens turned into pre-birth thoughts.They almost seem to be day dreams with tunnel vision that occur when i am alone with a idle mind.I have feelings of vast importance to the point I feel I am meant to change the world.I also can not get past the thoughts that I did not exist past 1980.In my mind I have been around forever and always will be.To me these feelings and daydreams scare me, which is why I am so interested in finding out why or what it is.Kind of hard to Google something I can not understand.



posted on Feb, 23 2011 @ 10:34 PM
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consciousness, let's start by defining it.

second of all your personal experiences mean nothing to me, what happens in your head does not mean it also happens in reality.

sorry for being so rude but we must deny ignorance.



posted on Feb, 23 2011 @ 10:42 PM
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My child frequently says some pretty mind-boggling stuff and has from an early age.

When he was three or so he pointed to his belly button and explained perfectly how we used to be attached and what the umbilical cord was for. Just the other day he started asking questions about nuclear bombs and why any one would use them if they kill so many thousands of people at a time. I have absolutely zero knowledge of how he even knows the term "nuclear" or what type of destruction is possible from that.

These are just two of the countless strange things he has referenced. To tell you the truth, it kind of tweaks me out but I never let on and never pry. I just let him talk.



posted on Feb, 23 2011 @ 11:02 PM
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Originally posted by vjr1113
consciousness, let's start by defining it.

second of all your personal experiences mean nothing to me, what happens in your head does not mean it also happens in reality.

sorry for being so rude but we must deny ignorance.


Did you even read the OP's posts? What exactly do you find "ignorant" about the personal insight they've described here? If you have a difference of opinion, that's one thing, but why are you making it all about "you" and what you think?
To be blunt, your POV means just as little as the OP's means to you.



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 10:13 AM
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I can relate to a lot of what you are saying OP. I too have experienced loneliness and depression like that, as well as moments of calm and collected insight and connectedness to the universe.

I also have experienced this intense feeling of alienation from the world, as though I literally am an alien on this planet because I seem so different to everyone else. It is mostly an illusion - most people feel that way deep down, they are just really good at hiding it because that is what we are taught to do as children. I think I was more "resistant" to the indoctrination. Not that I resisted it, in fact I have gone along with it. But at every step I've been aware that it feels wrong and I've been itching to be able to cast it off.

I have to say though, that must have been one hell of a wank to put you in that state for 4 days


I've heard that a man's mind is no closer to god than in 2 moments of his life: the moment just after ejaculation; and the moment just after you've taken a dump and reach for the toilet paper.
edit on 24-2-2011 by Cecilofs because: (no reason given)



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 01:06 PM
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s&f

second line



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 03:01 PM
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I too have seen a glimpse past this existence into another higher plane only for a few brief moments and I have to say it was one of the best things i've experienced. It has since subsided and only lasted for a few days as you have stated. I felt like I was allowed to experience this to remind me of what is really out there. I also share the same view of not wanting to do useless mundane work for money in which I don't put a premium on in life. I currently am unemployed, but when I had a job it was probably the mpst unhappy I have been and it just sucked the life out of me.
Keep up the right mindset and if life ever gets too bad just remember back to that time.



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 04:38 PM
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Because between lifetimes one reviews lessons learned in the previous existence and what they have to learn yet to reach enlightenment... Then they decide on the incarnation for the next life to learn .. Memory of prior lives is forgotten during the current one in order to prevent making the same mistakes that were made in the previous incarnation.. The process continues until we reach enlightenment...



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 04:57 PM
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I didn't have a chance to read all of your posts just yet, but from the first two i can tell we have had a similar experience. I too felt something "off" about the way most people go about their daily lives and felt different. Spot on.



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 05:27 PM
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Well, the first part of your thread made a lot of sense to me, i remember having 6 y.o. and asking myself what was I and wondering if everything was a dream instead of real... and why the other kids always left me alone. I used to think that they left me alone because i was more intelligent than them. my mom always told me that, mostly cause i've always been a bookworm, i've learn to read when I was 5 and my mom and grand-granma got tired of reading cientific books to me, and researched from astronomy to ancient cultures by that age (it's weird to find a kid who spents his life reading books that even for an adult are hard to comprehend and maybe because of that my mom said I was more intelligent... who knows). I spent almost all my childhood reading, I never understood kids and my behaviour was even more mature then than now.

Weird people appeared on my life when I grew up. However, they've always been close because my mom showed some interest in occult when i was a kid, but when I was 18 i had the first "weird person" encounter of my life and those questions of my childhood resurfaced. He helped me to answer some of them with crazy theories, and i really didn't paid too much attention because i wasn't ugly and finally got some popularity among the people of my age. Then, one or two years ago, i started again to question myself about those things one day i was studying journalism and realized that everything the media says is a blatant lie... i left the career in 4th year (of 5) and searched for something else. i found that art was one of my strong points and changed my career, but still, i have the same sensation of being "unusually superheroistic" for this world... and that i'm just wasting my time by going to college. I had the second weird person encounter by that time, and now, everything that the first guy said makes sense to me, with the help of this other guy. I've realized that i'm here for a reason and that reason is bigger than just being the chief of a sport clothing industry.
Finally i kinda found what i am and i'm working so hard on it... or as this guy says, i'm "recalling" what i used to be. I'm not that far away of finding it, and it's really great.

s&f, good thread

- Cags



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 05:28 PM
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I have had a experience with a memory i had of a past life, or the life i was before my current. It was a very upsetting experience. Even me in a multiverse phase, which is interesting. Having a regression can help you understand your past life. Knowing your past life you can know why your living reality as you are now. You connect the dots. Though only you can connect them since its based on individual memory, and only they know the meaning to interpret them. Its not actually that hard to understand why your here.



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 06:42 PM
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It is impossible to assume that we are all "free agents" and that we are not connected to each other. Inevitably, we all would have spilt-off from our parent soul, and then translated our existence into physical reality, existing as plants and then animals, and then sentient beings. However, the problem that I see with reincarnation, is that it actually goes against the concept of oneness. In a sense. we could all not actually be individuals, but rather, cobbled together from various individuals from the past. So, we are not the people that we "used to be" however, we are them in a sense that we are compiled from their collective memories. And I guess, if the same person cannot be two people, then perhaps over time we would become individual souls. I think there is a distinction between animals and humans, that animals are individuals, but when they return to the afterlife they become one being, and that one being then separates itself into new incarnations. I would think that humans would be the same, and perhaps many of us are genuine individuals, that is, with a consciousness that is immortal, however, the rest of us could probably be combinations of various individuals, usually connected to our families.



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 07:05 PM
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OP I can relate to much you have said.
Check this out, it has been posted here at ATS before, but relates to what you have said.




“The Egg”
by Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died. It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me. And that’s when you met me. “What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?” “You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words. “There was a… a truck and it was skidding…” “Yup,” I said. “I… I died?” “Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said. You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?” “More or less,” I said. “Are you god?” You asked. “Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.” “My kids… my wife,” you said. “What about them?” “Will they be all right?” “That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.” You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty. “Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.” “Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?” “Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.” “Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,” “All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.” You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?” “Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.” “So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.” “Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.” I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had. “You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.” “How many times have I been reincarnated, then?” “Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.” “Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?” “Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.” “Where you come from?” You said. “Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.” “Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.” “Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.” “So what’s the point of it all?” “Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?” “Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted. I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.” “You mean mankind? You want us to mature?” “No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.” “Just me? What about everyone else?” “There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.” You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…” “All you. Different incarnations of you.” “Wait. I’m everyone!?” “Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back. “I’m every human being who ever lived?” “Or who will ever live, yes.” “I’m Abraham Lincoln?” “And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added. “I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled. “And you’re the millions he killed.” “I’m Jesus?” “And you’re everyone who followed him.” You fell silent. “Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.” You thought for a long time. “Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?” “Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.” “Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?” “No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.” “So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…” “An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.” And I sent you on your way.



posted on Feb, 24 2011 @ 10:27 PM
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Originally posted by vjr1113
consciousness, let's start by defining it.

second of all your personal experiences mean nothing to me, what happens in your head does not mean it also happens in reality.

sorry for being so rude but we must deny ignorance.


wow ok to start
heres consciousness definition you so badly need
consciousness is basically the difference between living and not you are able to do action, think, anything you want. thoughts to action.

if you 'deny ignorance' see that every personal experience of everyone defines consciousness and if you wont listen to others means you will always be stuck in your own head which you say isnt reality.



posted on Feb, 25 2011 @ 06:11 AM
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