posted on Oct, 9 2011 @ 11:21 PM
Here is my own theory, contained in the introduction to a short story I took several years and twenty-one drafts to complete. It will be slightly
off-topic, but I don't care to alter it, only to not quote the whole intro:
[I speak of]...the distorted way that dreams reflect our waking lives. We accept these distortions when we are in the dream because we exist there
under the Law of Dreaming. While we are under this Law, we never stop to think (and I have come to believe we cannot think) of where we really are.
And where is that? Of course! We are, generally, snug in our beds. When we awaken, we say “Oh, it was only a dream!” and we get on with our
lives, under the Law of Waking. We think, if we think about it at all, that we now know where we are – right here and now – but I cannot help but
wonder if “where we are” is yet another place, still unknown to us.
Centuries ago, early anatomists dissected cadavers, looking for the “seat of the soul.” They failed. If you read the story of the creation of
Adam/Man in Genesis, and really understand it, you will know that man was not given a soul, but BECAME a living soul when the Breath of Life was
breathed into an otherwise dead body. Naturally, by the time the dissectors got their hands on the corpse, the soul was non-existent, and the
breath/spirit was long gone. More recently, the theory was concocted that consciousness is a product of chemical reactions in the brain. As far as I
know, this theory has failed, as has the one which postulated that consciousness is produced by electrical activity in the brain. What are we left
with, then? Are we looking for something ephemeral or even ineffable? There is a school of thought which speculates that the brain is merely a
transducer for the Mind, and that implies that our minds may well be in another place, but the nature of that place we have no knowledge of, being as
we are, under the Law of Waking. Be aware that I am Philosophizing, not Scientificating here…
I have come to believe that when we move on into the “far country,” or rather, step over that barrier which we must all step over, we will awaken
and say, “Oh, that too, was just a dream!”