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Originally posted by Frankidealist35
I'm 19 years old. I'm fairly young still. But when I was like younger in my early teens... I perceived the world in a really strange way. I don't want to say I hallucinated. But, it was just weird for me and I felt like I had a few out of body experiences, or something that was just really weird. I at one time had a dream where I went outside or maybe it wasn't a dream and then I came all the way back to my home and I saw my mom drinking something and then when I woke up I went to her and then saw her doing what she was doing in my dream (drinking something). I literally in the dream walked through the front door of my house. I still have no idea if it was a dream or not. Why is it that we do that? It makes little sense to me.
Originally posted by Phage
reply to post by Frankidealist35
Nineteen..."Fairly young".
From an adult point of view children are literally insane, but in a nice way. While the human brain is developing it's forming and trying out new neural connections. Some connections "work" and some don't but that's ok because there is so much room to rearrange things and try something else.
Gradually it becomes mostly hardwired (unless you're Peter Pan) and our personalities get set. There are things that can upset the set but, for the most part, the eyes of a child belong to children.
[edit on 5/17/2009 by Phage]
Originally posted by Phage
reply to post by Ryanp5555
In a week, I'll have a hard time remembering that.
"If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things through narrow chinks of his cavern."
* To be shaken out of the ruts of ordinary perception, to be shown for a few timeless hours the outer and inner world, not as they appear to an animal obsessed with survival or to a human being obsessed with words and notions, but as they are apprehended, directly and unconditionally, by Mind at Large— this is an experience of inestimable value to everyone and especially to the intellectual.
* "Is it agreeable?" somebody asked.
"Neither agreeable nor disagreeable," I answered. "it just is." Istigkeit - wasn't that the word Meister Eckhart liked to use? "Is-ness." The Being of Platonic philosophy - except that Plato seems to have made the enormous, the grotesque mistake of separating Being from becoming and identifying it with the mathematical abstraction of the Idea. He could never, poor fellow, have seen a bunch of flowers shining with their own inner light and all but quivering under the pressure of the significance with which they were charged; could never have perceived that what rose and iris and carnation so intensely signified was nothing more, and nothing less, than what they were - a transience that was yet eternal life, a perpetual perishing that was at the same time pure Being, a bundle of minute, unique particulars in which, by some unspeakable and yet self-evident paradox, was to be seen the divine source of all existence.