Reincarnation
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I'm not usually one to think about such things but I was wondering if people do believe that the things you do in this life have consequences for you in the next life
Reincarnation and also the belief in karma is common in magical circles.
I don't believe in reincarnation per se, it seems a little bit egocentric to me, the idea that we are so important, we have to be recycled into a newborn infant every lifetime. It would be nice of course and I am all for it if it is so. Give me a reset, I will do better next time, promise!
I don't think we are that important, I think disposable might be another way of looking at things. Precious and beloved by our Creator, but in our individuality, disposable. So in death, we return to the Creator what was granted to us. Our atoms are formed into something else.
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My magical motto is Animus facit nobilem. I like to read fantasy and weird fiction. Just a few of my favorite online things: music, chess, and dungeon crawl stone soup.
Didn't matter to me on how true or untrue.
If it's not true, then why do I not feel this sense of urgency to get everything out of this life time?
Why do I not want more or less time existing?
If it's true, then how can I finally stop doing this all over again if this lifetime is more or less a consequence of whatever happened in whatever past life that supposedly existed?
I don't fear nonexistentence.
I don't fear continuation of existence and eternity either.
But I feel... This deep, deep boredom and a sense that I shouldn't stay in this life for too long yet I'm stuck here...
Whether that's related to any existing past life or not, that ever present feeling refuses to go away.
Regardless of how I may or may not believe it...
I would wish it doesn't exist in whatever way people could've imagine it to be.
For me to want to do any lifetime all over again meant I have this really bored soul within me, and I'm tired.
Or being so hung up over something I very much likely forget whatever it is over for -- in which is something I do not even want to do regardless if past life exists or not (traumas that only has echoes, no conscious memory of is a huge, huge headache).
For me, at the moment, if reincarnation actually exists, it just means more work for me.
... And I don't want that...
And if it doesn't exists...
... Why am I not excited? Why am I not anticipating something new? Why am I not feel relief that it can be over?
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Maybe you just haven't swallowed the propaganda that everybody should work their butts off to achieve their absolute maximum potential.
I'm 60 and I'm so glad that all the BS about 'potential' is well and truly over as far as my life is concerned. It's a long time since anyone expected me to vicariously fulfil their ambitions for them.
"Do You Believe in Reincarnation?"
Excellent Question, Dear Baby Bird;
Due to the Odd Format of This Answer;
And Depth of the Associated Story, i Shall
Classify
It as a
"Spoiler,"
So Folks Will
Find It Easier
to Skip 'Bye' IT
If They So Decide
With
SMiLes..
PS: The YouTube Video, "A Kaleidoscope of Mathematics (James Horner),"
The Score Used in the Movie "A Beautiful Mind" Is Provided For Visual Effects;
In Summary, Non-Verbally to Explain The Reality of 'Reincarnation NoW' as Yes The Essence
of Reality is Reincarnation in Constant Flux of Change Now; True, Move and Repose New Now; Yes, at Both
The Subatomic
And Macroatomic
Level; First, THere is Dark;
Then, THere is Light; Then
THere is Dance; Then Song;
In Other Words, Associated Always
New Changing Waves Now That Create Vibrations
And Frequencies of Energies; Yes, All in Synergy...
(An Elegant Dance And Song It is Out of DarK iNto LiGHT)
AnYWaY, the Rest of 'The Story' is Included in the 'Spoiler'...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cDEx6tolC6w
"Rafael"
What Does This
'Reincarnation"
CuRReNTLY Mean?
WeLL, iT DepEnds On Who
You Ask and What Language
of Metaphor One Uses to Provide
A Definition With Meaning And Purpose
Per iMaGiNaTioN, Creativity, And ReinCarnation
Of That
Potential
Ever Changing
Meaning and Purpose
Now We Humans CuRReNTLY
Co-Create Using Our Unlimiting iMaGiNaTioNS;
It's Also
Both
A Miracle
And MaGiC
Unfolding
DeePENDinG
On One's CuRRenT View;
Yes, New
And Now;
Anyway, "Rafael"
Depending on Language,
Metaphor, And View Is A Painter Or A
Healer of Darkness in the Old Bible Story; And God Yes, An
'Angel' As Such; Or a 'Mutant Teenage Turtle;' Or A Hurricane
Developing in the Caribbean Crossing Over the Hurting Nation
of Cuba and Then into the Gulf; Yes, as a Hurricane on or About
Election Day, 11/05/2024 in the United States; Note: Gabrielle Already Formed
on 9/11/2001 in 'Female Form' and Hit Florida As a Tropical Storm on 9/14/2001;
Oh Lord, Then Michael Came in October 2018 and Practically Destroyed Panama City in Florida too;
One Thing For Sure As Predicted By 'Marjorie Taylor Greene,' This Hurricane/Tropical Storm
'Rafael'
Will Surely
Strike a
Red State
Hehe; Anyway,
Due to 'Popular Demand'
HaLLoWeeN And All Saint's/Angel's Day
Is Extending Through Election Week in the United States;
Here's The 'Thing;' Humans Are Constantly Reincarnating
Stories to Muse Action in Life With Various 'Carrots and Sticks'
to Motivate Them Forward (Or Backwards); Yes, THere is Heaven and
Hell; And Reincarnation
For the Hindus Who
Suggest Don't Harm
Any Sentient Life As
We May Return as a Grasshopper
'Transmigrating' Only To Be Crushed A Thousand Lifetimes More;
True, An Effective Nocebo (Stick) of Harm Story Developed (Reincarnated
AS Such) To Control Human Behavior Desired AS Such by 'Depth of The Story;'
YES, LIKE Heaven and Hell After A 'Dirt Nap' In the Christian Story; Just Reincarnated
Differently With Human iMaGiNaTioNS And Co-Creativities For Desired Carrot and Stick Results;
On the Other Hand,
If This Entire 'SHowboat'
Is An Intelligent Design of
Holographic Simulation By
Some Pimply Kid In Their Parent's Basement,
Further Up in 'Outer Space,' THere is Nothing
Stopping the 'Intelligent Designer' From Bringing
"TRumP" Back Forever and a Day Now as a Grasshopper
Only To Be
Stomped on
Shortly 'After Birth'
For Taling All Those
Nasty Stories About
Guns InsteaD of Kamala Devi Harris Roses;
Note: Kamala Means Lotus Flower and Devi Means Indian Goddess...
(If Ya Like, Ya May Develop A New Story Based on that; Basically,
Reincarnating Her as Such into A New Creation Now USinG Your
iMaGiNaTioNS too)
This Much i Understand;
Live Life iN LoVE iN Peace
Or Keep
Running
'Road Runner
TRuMPeT'
Until 'Wile E. Jack (Angel)
Smith' Finally Catches Up to
The
Karma
of Now
All Newly
Reincarnated
As Usual With no Limits
of Human iMaGiNaTioN And Creativity Now;
Don't Let Someone Else Decide What Reincarnates Next
Now;
MoraL oF A STory,
Get
Out
and Vote!
Of Course, ONLY if You
Are a United States
Citizen, hehe..
-'An Architect
And Or An Oracle'
~"As Long As This 'Neo' Peace Lasts"
Now
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Yesterday I saw a comic strip where a little boy is saying to an older man, "Yeah, I didn't believe in reincarnation when I was your age, either."
I thought it was pretty funny, but I don't believe in reincarnation. I wish. Except that you have no control where, how, and who you will be born to. If you are reborn, you might have a life that's a lot worse than you have now. And if your life is really bad, how do you know your next one will be better? You could reborn as a starving child in a third world country or something like that.
Something like this...
Death Speech by Erin - Midnight Mass (Netflix)
So what do you think happens when we die, Erin?
Speaking for myself?
Myself. My self.
That's the problem.
That's the whole problem with the whole thing.
That word, "self."
That's not the word. That's not right, that isn't… That isn't.
How did I forget that?
When did I forget that?
The body stops a cell at a time, but the brain keeps firing those neurons.
Little lightning bolts, like fireworks inside, and I thought I'd despair or
feel afraid, but I don't feel any of that.
None of it. Because I'm too busy. I'm too busy in this moment. Remembering. Of course.
I remember that every atom in my body was forged in a star.
This matter, this body is mostly just empty space after all, and solid matter?
It's just energy vibrating very slowly and there is no me. There never was.
The electrons of my body mingle and dance with the electrons of the ground
below me and the air I'm no longer breathing.
And I remember there is no point where any of that ends and I begin.
I remember I am energy. Not memory. Not self.
My name, my personality, my choices, all came after me.
I was before them and I will be after, and everything else is pictures, picked up along the way.
Fleeting little dreamlets printed on the tissue of my dying brain.
And I am the lightning that jumps between. I am the energy firing the neurons, and I'm returning.
Just by remembering, I'm returning home.
And it's like a drop of water falling back into the ocean, of which it's always been a part.
All things… a part.
All of us… a part.
You, me and my little girl, and my mother and my father, everyone who's ever
been, every plant, every animal, every atom, every star, every galaxy, all of it.
More galaxies in the universe than grains of sand on the beach.
And that's what we're talking about when we say "God."
The one. The cosmos and its infinite dreams. We are the cosmos dreaming of itself.
It's simply a dream that I think is my life, every time.
But I'll forget this. I always do. I always forget my dreams.
But now, in this split-second, in the moment I remember, the instant I
remember, I comprehend everything at once.
There is no time. There is no death. Life is a dream.
It's a wish.
Made again and again and again and again and again and again and on into eternity.
And I am all of it.
I am everything. I am all.
I am that I am.
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I'm agnostic-favoring (it seems like a realistic enough possibility to be concerned with).
The Ian Stevenson stuff is interesting as well as a lot of the follow ups.
IMHO reincarnation is cosmic horror - given what this universe is, given how Darwinian processes run everything in a really invasive way, there's a lot that's quite unpleasant long range, and then I've heard people make suggestions that we might incarnate tens of thousands of times... what exactly does one need to return that many times to 'learn'? This is where I don't really trust the religious models even if it's real. John Cleese was chatting with the U of V doctors about some of the cases and how it seems like if someone picks up a severe injury it ends up being a deformity the next time around - that's not God, more like a kind of arcane biology which is just as morally arbitrary. It might still be, from the materialist box, 'supernatural' but I it's functioned too much as a boo word and I worry that it stops us from solving some of the puzzles we have such as sorting out the relationship of consciousness to the brain or whether AI can be conscious (substrate independence).
Long-cycle reincarnation, especially with no object lessons, seems like a pointless tedious hell. If we're over a barrel we're over a barrel and that's sick. You'd like to think there's a way to grapple or negotiate with that or... back to cosmic horror.
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Death Speech by Erin - Midnight Mass (Netflix)
So what do you think happens when we die, Erin?
Speaking for myself?
Myself. My self.
That's the problem.
That's the whole problem with the whole thing.
That word, "self."
That's not the word. That's not right, that isn't… That isn't.
How did I forget that?
When did I forget that?
The body stops a cell at a time, but the brain keeps firing those neurons.
Little lightning bolts, like fireworks inside, and I thought I'd despair or
feel afraid, but I don't feel any of that.
None of it. Because I'm too busy. I'm too busy in this moment. Remembering. Of course.
I remember that every atom in my body was forged in a star.
This matter, this body is mostly just empty space after all, and solid matter?
It's just energy vibrating very slowly and there is no me. There never was.
The electrons of my body mingle and dance with the electrons of the ground
below me and the air I'm no longer breathing.
And I remember there is no point where any of that ends and I begin.
I remember I am energy. Not memory. Not self.
My name, my personality, my choices, all came after me.
I was before them and I will be after, and everything else is pictures, picked up along the way.
Fleeting little dreamlets printed on the tissue of my dying brain.
And I am the lightning that jumps between. I am the energy firing the neurons, and I'm returning.
Just by remembering, I'm returning home.
And it's like a drop of water falling back into the ocean, of which it's always been a part.
All things… a part.
All of us… a part.
You, me and my little girl, and my mother and my father, everyone who's ever
been, every plant, every animal, every atom, every star, every galaxy, all of it.
More galaxies in the universe than grains of sand on the beach.
And that's what we're talking about when we say "God."
The one. The cosmos and its infinite dreams. We are the cosmos dreaming of itself.
It's simply a dream that I think is my life, every time.
But I'll forget this. I always do. I always forget my dreams.
But now, in this split-second, in the moment I remember, the instant I
remember, I comprehend everything at once.
There is no time. There is no death. Life is a dream.
It's a wish.
Made again and again and again and again and again and again and on into eternity.
And I am all of it.
I am everything. I am all.
I am that I am.
I love that scene
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The Ian Stevenson stuff is interesting as well as a lot of the follow ups.
IMHO reincarnation is cosmic horror - given what this universe is, given how Darwinian processes run everything in a really invasive way, there's a lot that's quite unpleasant long range, and then I've heard people make suggestions that we might incarnate tens of thousands of times... what exactly does one need to return that many times to 'learn'? This is where I don't really trust the religious models even if it's real. John Cleese was chatting with the U of V doctors about some of the cases and how it seems like if someone picks up a severe injury it ends up being a deformity the next time around - that's not God, more like a kind of arcane biology which is just as morally arbitrary. It might still be, from the materialist box, 'supernatural' but I it's functioned too much as a boo word and I worry that it stops us from solving some of the puzzles we have such as sorting out the relationship of consciousness to the brain or whether AI can be conscious (substrate independence).
Long-cycle reincarnation, especially with no object lessons, seems like a pointless tedious hell. If we're over a barrel we're over a barrel and that's sick. You'd like to think there's a way to grapple or negotiate with that or... back to cosmic horror.
Cosmic horror
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Indefinite Reincarnation Camp???
- carbonbased selfreplicating laborers?
Sisyphus, Science & Carbon Removal
(Why Is Life Carbon-Based (And Not, Say, Silicon-Based)?)
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- carbonbased selfreplicating laborers?
Sisyphus, Science & Carbon Removal
(Why Is Life Carbon-Based (And Not, Say, Silicon-Based)?)
Lol. Watch were something like yogurt or yeast in a brewing / other industrial process or like the bees on their honey farm. It would make way more practical sense than saying that we're here to achieve the alchemical magnum opus.
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The loneliest part of life: it's not just that no one is on your cloud, few can even see your cloud.
Here I am, hello.
In all of the visions I have seen, as far as I can tell, I was a mundane nobody.
I did have one vision of war, and some of the clues indicated that I -could- have been somebody famous in WWI (Patton, who coincidentally was also a believer), but I am HIGHLY skeptical. He's talked about all of his previous lives where he was always this fierce and proud warrior...and I'm just some mundane nobody who's not even a great warrior in the video games.
I find it much more likely that I was a fighter pilot who just happened to share some similarities with Patton, but I doubt I will ever find out in this lifetime. There were a LOT of people involved in that war, I could have been anybody.
https://www.wearethemighty.com/mighty-h ... al-patton/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Through_a ... rkly_(poem)
But, I mean, we don't really KNOW how reincarnation works...there are some who believe that time is a cycle and we just keep reincarnating until we've been EVERYONE...
I don't know =) I don't believe that myself, but I can see how some might.
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