life is a dream...

  Atop said:

yes

Okay.

  Atop said:

we all experience life as seemingly separate occurrences when we are truly experiencing life as a whole, outside of the ideas of space and time, beyond all that we call see, more into what we feel, and then into one infinite thought experiencing itself through each and everyone of us, we are not as small as we think, we are the whole verse

If that is true, why do so many people experience life with such a large range of differing outcomes?  Why don't more people have similar, parallel life experiences?

They do, you just don't see them as being the same, only similar, the outcome is always the same no matter what the details are, death always comes last

But if you are already a part of humanity as a whole, wouldn't joining a forum community forum be redundant?

  OneToThirtySix said:

But if you are already a part of humanity as a whole, wouldn't joining a forum community be redundant?

Fixt.  Damn expiring edit button . . . 

i dream, therefore you are.

Aren't our ideas of what is a dream and what is real all relative? I mean waking life seems more real in comparison to a dream. I can see why a state of pure consciousness after death would make our idea of waking life seem like a dream, but since I haven't experienced that yet, it doesn't do much for me now. It is extremely interesting though, and makes me want to get into lucid dreaming again.

Basically what I am saying is that it's plausible and interesting, but waking life is still waking life, and getting a grip on reality (or what you are used to as reality, let's not split hairs here) is probably the best idea. Go outside or something. Eat a sandwich.

I think brain damage is the simplest refutation of any meaningful notion of an eternal soul.

wouldn't it be funny if our libido was the only thing in us that had an eternal existence?

energy can neither be created nor destroyed, so whatever energy that is running our bodies goes elsewhere when we die, this makes sense, but what the word soul and energy have in common is always up for debate and written about in thousands of thousand paged books, this discussion will never end, the 'Tao Te Ching' is a short book with many answers for myself, and for many others, but it doesn't matter what we believe, that is what happens for us 'individually', and if we investigate further into different peoples lives, if we look and study very hard, there is a pattern, not unique to any 'individual', but the same for all conscious and seemingly unconscious life, the verse is infinite, every man and woman is a star, love is the law

Dreaming of that face again.

It's bright and blue and shimmering.

Grinning wide

And comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes.

On my back and tumbling

Down that hole and back again

Rising up

And wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye.

In... Out... In... Out... In... Out...

A child's rhyme stuck in my head.

It said that life is but a dream.

I've spent so many years in question

to find I've known this all along.

"So good to see you.

I've missed you so much.

So glad it's over.

I've missed you so much

Came out to watch you play.

Why are you running?"

Shroud-ing all the ground around me

Is this holy crow above me.

Black as holes within a memory

And blue as our new second sun.

I stick my hand into his shadow

To pull the pieces from the sand.

Which I attempt to reassemble

To see just who I might have been.

I do not recognize the vessel,

But the eyes seem so familiar.

Like phosphorescent desert buttons

Singing one familiar song...

"So good to see you.

I've missed you so much.

So glad it's over.

I've missed you so much.

Came out to watch you play.

Why are you running away?"

Prying open my third eye.

So good to see you once again.

I thought that you were hiding.

And you thought that I had run away.

Chasing the tail of dogma.

I opened my eye and there we were.

So good to see you once again

I thought that you were hiding from me.

And you thought that I had run away.

Chasing a trail of smoke and reason.

Prying open my third eye

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.

lets me see.

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

drawn beyond the lines of reason.

Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must

Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all I see in my infancy.

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.

lets me see there is so much more

and beckons me to look through to these infinite possibilities.

As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

drawn outside the lines of reason.

Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.

Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind.

Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.

Reaching out to embrace the random.

Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to

feel the rhythm, to feel connected

enough to step aside and weep like a widow

to feel inspired, to fathom the power,

to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain,

to swing on the spiral

of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I lose myself

between the sounds and open wide to suck it in,

I feel it move across my skin.

I'm reaching up and reaching out,

I'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.

And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.

We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.

Spiral out. Keep going, going...

I met a boy wearing vans, 501s, and a

Dope beastie t, nipple rings, and

New tattoos that claimed that he

Was ogt,

From 92,

The first ep.

And in between

Sips of coke

He told me that

He thought

We were sellin out,

Layin down,

Suckin up

To the man.

Well now Ive got some

A-dvice for you, little buddy.

Before you point the finger

You should know that

Im the man,

And if Im the man,

Then youre the man, and

Hes the man as well so you can

Point that fuckin finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what Ive sold you,

Dumb fuck.

I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,

Dip shit,

And you bought one.

So Ive got some

Advice for you, little buddy.

Before you point your finger

You should know that

Im the man,

If Im the fuckin man

Then youre the fuckin man as well

So you can

Point that fuckin finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what Ive sold you,

Dumb fuck.

I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,

Dip shit,

And you bought one.

All you read and

Wear or see and

Hear on tv

Is a product

Begging for your

Fatass dirty

Dollar

So...shut up and

Buy my new record

Send more money

Fuck you, buddy.

This is relevant.

It's all an open center

Opens up and lets the wind lift him away

It doesn't have to feel water

? It's just a place that feels right with him ?

Kinda like the way you're breathing

I kinda like the way you keep looking away

Would you like to glide on

Slide a mile six inches at a time on Maynard's dick

There's a shyness found in reason

Apprehensive influence swallow away

You seem to feel abysmal take it

? then you're careful grace for sure ?

Kinda like the way you're breathing

Kinda like the way you keep looking away

Would you like to climb on

Climb on my six inches and go down on Maynard's dick

Took you out in the back of the toolshed

Put it right on top of your forehead

Took you out in the back of the toolshed

Now you know what you're fuckin with... Maynard's dick!

APSU

TIAMUT

LAHMU AND LAHAM

ANSAR AND KISAR

ANU

NUDIMMUD

When on high the heaven, had not be named

Firm ground below was unnamed

APSU

TIAMUT

LAHMU AND LAHAM

ANSAR AND KISAR

ANU

NUDIMMUD

When on high the heaven, had not be named

Firm ground below was unnamed

Mummu Tiamat she who bore them

Naught primordial Apsu their begetter

[CHORUS]

And the earth has been done and the life has just begun

and the formless void and darkness outdone

And the water has been done and the sky raised up

separating the water the genesis goes on

And the greater light has been done and the lesser light spun

to rule the day and night together with the stars

And the living creatures has been done

and the sea monsters have born

and everything that moves with which the waters swarm

She made the Worm the Dragon

The Female Monster the Great Lion

The Mad Dog the Man Scorpion

The Howling Storm

[CHORUS]

And the greater light has been done

and the lesser light spun

to rule the day and night

together with the stars

chaos maybe you could talk more about what you said?

  Atop said:

energy can neither be created nor destroyed, so whatever energy that is running our bodies goes elsewhere when we die, this makes sense, but what the word soul and energy have in common is always up for debate and written about in thousands of thousand paged books, this discussion will never end, the 'Tao Te Ching' is a short book with many answers for myself, and for many others, but it doesn't matter what we believe, that is what happens for us 'individually', and if we investigate further into different peoples lives, if we look and study very hard, there is a pattern, not unique to any 'individual', but the same for all conscious and seemingly unconscious life, the verse is infinite, every man and woman is a star, love is the law

i've been having stupid dreams lately

like i dreamt i was a dog made of bread, and i was upset that nobody wanted to use my breadcrumbs in recipes that call for breadcrumbs (i was getting breadcrumbs everywhere)

sounds like a quite amusing yet befuddling dream...

Do you practice Taichi, Atop?

No, I practice dancing like a freak to electronic music, whatever that is called....

Spazzing out, I believe....

and I read a lot....

and meditate...

Meditiation is something I do everyday, fifteen minutes in the morning when I wake up and 15 minutes in the evening before bed time, it's an amazing mind clearing, spiritual technique. I find mental visualization meditation the best form though.

agreed

faggots

lol jk

omg listen to my dream guys

I had just been in some clothing store in a mall, running from someone I think. I took the escalator down, turned and went down the next one, into a basement with earth walls and a door. there were a couple chill looking people walking in both directions so I felt safer and opened the door to find a huge fenced open space with lights all round and a crowd moving around. there was amazing music playing, but I rarely remember music from my dreams. I realized the door would lock behind me and tried to tell someone, but nobody seemed to care so I let it close. the sky was huge and completely blanketed in weird low clouds that were lit up by the lights below. as I walked across the open space I realized I was tripping, and so was everyone around me. it was totally natural and didn't feel like any drug I've ever tried, just a pure, clear-headed trip. I noticed the clouds were a very different texture, and moving, and highlighted in oranges and pinks and greens (and this was not due to the tripping). the crowd was going insane all around me and I woke up looking at those clouds.