Body Gone
Was visiting with my girlfriend, her daughter and grandkids in Piedmont, sitting on the couch apparently by myself, when suddenly I left my body. And as I remember, the concern was, where was this other body going to live, stay, spend time, as a place to be and exist. Where would be the best place? And I thought, or it thought of a spot at a distance above in the sky. That would be the best place. But it was of a different dimension, not like a would be whirling around like a satellite. Why that spot was chosen I have no idea, and I as surprised as anybody would be. But then it would have a different agenda.
Idiot/Savant
If the Metaphysical has something to do with knowledge, an applicable application might be the concept of the Idiot/Savant. The individual acts an idiot to become a savant. One may learn best by mistakes; and by blunders one may learn what is correct the hard way, but in depth, and why and what about, what is the correct way. The pseudo intellect, is too embarrassed to act the idiot, and rather than empirical hands-dirty experience, learns vicariously - books, teachers, authority figures, and therefore thinks they have a legitimate understanding of things. Can they easily explain whatever? That is the degree to which understood is. By using Google on may determine that nine out of ten, more often than not, are pseudo. I am an idiot. Find the Savant.
Side by Side
The other side of this life be there such, must be unknown Null, because otherwise this side would not be real. One could leave anytime they liked, by self- annihilation, and commit any crime knowing the door way out. And the same it would be assumed of the other side. It must be real. Thus why - why must it be real? Is there an accounting? But then how can there be, if each side is unknown to the other. Is there a third party accountant like God? Or is this side known to the other side? My best friend Richard died of pancreatic cancer, and he was an avowed Christian and said, I as a pagan was going to hell. And I always told him, "You are in for a big surprise when you get to the other side." After, I had two dreams, say a week or two a part. The first, he on the other side was angry, oh really furious and was going to beat me up, and I told him, "You got me now, but I'll get later." 2nd dream, he was around Mission and 30th Streets, San Francisco, riding a skate board with crash helmet on. I assumed he didn't know how to spirit aviate, and was learning. Other side, he was aware of this side, if one believes dreams.
Memory
Where does all this memory go, assuming a further existence, which would encourage the idea of many past existences, all of which represent a vast amount of memory of various life times? Memory overload, who needs it? Does it just vanish with the end of physical life? Now that would be waste, as probably said before. One might assume one may carry it into the next dimension and lifetime. But why live there with the memory of other? Now the theoophists have the Akashic records, of all thoughts, words, emotions and intentions, happenings, situation and circumstances, to include all life forms, located in the Mental Plane, as other-dimensional consisting in purely mind, mental and memory. It's a history museum. Could it be visited like a library? What is its purpose? Who were you in earth years 2022? Twenty what? Whose got the calendar? Of individual existence. Or a map. You are here. Someplace in infinity. How do you get a my-where-be card? Do you need a permanent address? Catch when be who.
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