posted on Apr, 30 2011 @ 04:02 PM
Been a lurker, made some replies, seeking truth.
I just want to make a comment too. I was recently petting my dog, who came out of surgery three weeks ago for a torn ACL. He looks at me with the
most love and respect I could ever expect from a relationship.
Then I thought about his views on consciousness. Is he conscious? In other words, does he know what the $3k I paid for that ACL tear did for him?
Quickly I realized, no he doesn't. But he has the same look in his eyes whether I did it or not. He loves me. No matter what, he loves me.
Then I started to think, who would do that for me? Not just on a physical ACL tear level, but on a more spiritualistic level. Is someone taking care
I have this dog, whose life I would much rather live as I cater to all of his needs. He gives me support for whatever I do, he loves me no matter
what mistake I make. I make his life the best it can be. I feed him, I lay him in bed with me while I sleep. I walk behind him with a bag to pick
up his crap.
I try to relate my life to a consciousness that would treat me the same way. I don't expect my dog to not eat meat on Friday. I don't ask him to
bow to the Mecca everyday. I don't want him to sacrifice. Sure, he's just a dog. But he provides me with a comfort. I didn't create him, but
I love him. He has a short time here on Earth, shorter than mine at least. I think he still has a spirit. It's a spirit I want to spend eternity
with, I love him.
I just realized I'm going nowhere with this post, but as I lay here with tears running down my cheek and dog at my side, what the hell am I here for?