The Core of Reality

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Try to imagine what it must be like to be a god.

What would you do? How long would it take before you began to question your existence? How would you understand yourself? Would it be enough to watch your little life foms live, or would you have to live it yourself to understand? To do this, you would need to forget yourself. How would you feel about yourself then? Pretty much the same way you feel now, because...

You are God.

You are trapped in an endless puruit to understand yourself. To learn to exist in peace is the significance of life.
Can you accept your own existence? Can you allow life to happen to you? Are you going to see it all through the tragedy mask or the comedy mask? This is the only real control you have. Can you love yourself and the rest of your life forms? The ability to do just this is quite significant indeed, even for a god.

I do not think that quantity of mass is equatable to significance. It sounds like you feel insignificant because you are small compared to the rest of the universe. Well, would you feel better to be the size of the sun? Or the galaxy? You would still be small.
I wonder what an electron would think about your feelings?
I believe the Universe if riddled with life. But intelligent life? That is such a tricky question. I think humans are quite significant because we think like we do. Maybe as a species we need to be smacked up the side of the head, but none the less, we currently hold an extremely special place in the Universe. Consider yourself privileged to exist to question your existence.

I found it funny that you said that things are like a dream to you and when you close your eyes everything ceases to exist. This, after you said you feel insignificant.
I get the distinct feeling everything is not real, and I am living a virtual reality. I have had moments when I looked at someone sitting across a table from me and thought that I could pick up a chair and throw it at their head, and nothing would happen. Maybe the image would flicker and say ouch, but no actual person would be actually feeling actual pain.
Of course I do not do that sort of thing, despite the overwhelming feeling that I am right, because I rationally recognise that I could be wrong. I don't want to cause pain to others. (nor, errr, death or anything )
But my view is that I am the centre of the Universe and that everything else is as I say it is.
If you exist, then you may think I am arrogant and self centred, or in need of professional help.
It is up to you, because, if you exist, you are the centre of your own Universe.
Everything you know enters your brain through your senses and forms a unique reality exclusive to you. You decide what is what and how you will perceive it, understand it, and deal with it.
I think a good analogy is you are the player in a video game that you did not programme.
I think of everyone being the centre of their own Universe. They are all mysterious and foreign to me. Some are friendly, some are hostile.
I do think my attitude comes from the fact that I feel so disconnected from other humans.
I think that if you exist, then you must be significant because you exist.
I will never know because only physical contact makes people real to me, but intelligent conversation makes their mind real even if their bodies may not be.

I wonder if I made any sense at all with this post?

I think we all know this by default at birth but we become scared by the feeling of this thing being alone with itself or that it's not actually in control of itself, so there soon comes the need to pretend that we're all separate beings as a form of distraction. I suspect like many, if not all people here, I've always found it very hard to pretend to be a human being, it feels a bit ridiculous and other people look silly doing it as well. I suppose it's like conflicting thoughts in the human head but on a grander scale. I, as this particular human mind and body, am an expression of the doubt the universe feels about playing this game with itself. Others are an expression of the will to carry on with the illusion.

In my entire life I have met few people who have the mental 'furniture' to carry on such a conversation. Every time I try, I am told I overthink things, or wow, I am so deep, or the conversation suddenly changes (people probably thinking they are saving me from embarrassing myself), or even getting angry, which I suppose could be because they do not understand and feel inadequate.
I never endeavour to make people feel bad deliberately, so I interpret that to be their own issue with themselves.

The point is that I really think most people are not consciously choosing to buy into any illusion. They are just 'asleep' and do not know any better. Or maybe they are totally not capable.

I wonder what would happen if a random sample of humans were raised with nothing but big concepts and big questions dominating their thoughts? Would they have more open and questioning minds, or would they just feel unhappy and inadequate and hate their lives?

My kids have always felt their peers were 'childish' but they have always hidden it because they wanted to fit in. I do not know if it is my influence or they are just a little different themselves. I also don't know how many others secretly feel this sort of thing.

But you seem to be saying that the Universe is expressing the illusion through them?

I do see all life on Earth as a single Unit. Maybe they are the doubt in the Unit's mind. The child playing with dolls and pretending they are real.
Maybe as a Unit we are young and will eventually learn enough to stop the temper tantrums and fibs and selfish behaviour etc. Maybe we will learn to play nice with others.
Or maybe will do that dumb thing that every parent is scared of and wind up a on the Universe's News.

Effusive love just works. In large part at least it's why I personally more readily identify with the idea of Jah than any prophet, saint, martyr, messiah or book. Make no mistake the bible's on my reading stack, though the idea that violent literature might make me stop seeing love everywhere is terrifying. In my experience the same lessons can be learned & re-learned as dictated by the entropic course of one's life, hence popular overuse of the word 'chapter'. What I do know is that I hold more respect for the current Pope than any other leader on Earth I can think of right now for his acknowledging Anachron's point. By old Vatican decrees my ancestors' lands were annexed under the false debt of conversion; to see love brought forth as a worldwide mandate from the same place is the most anyone could ask for. Ten years ago 'pagan' was still considered a filthy word. What more can I say? Atonement worked.

I don't really relate to this quote. The only understanding of oneself is that there is no self. Enlightenment is absolution of self. Understanding, bringing the death of self, of concepts and symbols. Its a flickering state, while living. I like to relate to the journey of enlightenment in the arts, in films, reading, and visual work. Literal death is the constant reminder of the reality of our unreality. The choice to take part in it, when truly considered, a double think. Believing at once in the illusion, existing voluntarily in the reality, while simultaneously realising its unreality.

I did find myself begging to differ from the binary aspects of the comedy/tragedy, garbage-in garbage-out perspective; finding it easier to relate towards OP's metaphysical background. To my mind you're saying human artifice can only be substantively real when it's created for the right reasons. In my work I'm something of a proxy in that respect - collecting money which must be converted back through delusion into caloric energy from clientele who pay me to look strictly underneath & between unnecessary symbolism for simple answers they prefer to believe are complex. I make it a point to spend all the rest keeping as many people amused as possible since frivolity can be a great punchline.

Ah well... can't wait for everybody's responses but insomnia probably should be mentioned somewhere in my user handle or sig too. I'm not too difficult to find in the collective unconscious should anybody need me.

Hey, was i briefly talking to you in another thread, where you told me roughly what your job was, and now you have made enough money to do more of what interests you. Also you watch the terrain of flight simulators for ages. If this isnt you, then just ignore

Oh I was over there, that's pretty much me give or take a name & face I'm entirely bonkers about physics engines even though I don't think I was the guy who mentioned those sims. I once virtually barrel-rolled an Airbus A380 just to know it was possible. That said, what I enjoy more is tweaking entire physical constructs in bids to learn or expose their shorthand and capabilities, a habit I tend to turn inside-out for the purposes of walking around in my daily life such as it may be.

I've long held a slightly different perception of this. It's not a dream & has nothing to do with lucidity; when I really focused on closing my eyes & dissociating before falling asleep I felt as well as saw myself dropping out of my body, through my bed & next thing I knew I was interacting with everyone I knew outside the confines of the physical, strictly on the basis of thought. This started happening shortly after I managed to cure my sleep paralysis. It formed the makings of alarmingly boilerplate "naked @ school" nightmares but those eventually gave way to sensations of meditative levitation, among other esoteric experiences. These days it takes less mental contortion on my part to reach that state & I focus on associating rather than dissociating. Sometimes I try to conduct my social life around the environs formed by others' struggles.

Gliese 581D might beg to differ...

I hope so.

Kind of weird how actually explaining real understanding of life around here runs against forum rules; one of my replies to InsomniaGirl's McKenna post doubtless got derezzed over my appreciation of psychedelia. Self-repression shouldn't be misdirected at the free expression of others. Mods keep your repression to yourselves or better yet, drop the chains.

I find this very comforting. When my life is in chaos, when I make mistakes that I feel I can never live down, I just remember that my mistakes fade into insignificance when measured against the vastness and granduer of the whole universe.I struggle with this one too. They say you need goals. I find working towards goals to be very comforting. The trouble is, it seems to me that every goal is a means to an end, a step towards another goal. But there is no ultimate goal. How can my goals have meaning if I don't have an ultimate goal those smaller goals are steps towards?Mortality both frightens and comforts me. It frightens me because I fear in my limited existence I won't accomplish everything I should. Not can't, won't. We're all given enough time too accomplish our goals but perhaps I'm wasting too much time. Perhaps I've already squandered too much time. If it's too late, it's my fault. Without mortality I would never worry about wasting a little time.

But it comforts me. All things are temporary. No one and nothing can last forever. One day all my critics will be dead. One day the pyramids will be dust. One day civilization will end, I guarantee it. For the human species, our days are numbered. We will end. This is a fact.

Then there will be no one to remember my mistakes. No living witnesses. No record. One day the human race will be extinct and on that day, my mistakes will no longer matter. I'll be long dead and I will no longer worry about my mistakes.

One day life will cease to exist. One day the Earth will fall into the sun. One day the stars will flicker and die. Am I wrong for finding comfort in this? One day the every atom will decay into nothing. One day the last black hole will explode, releasing the last flash of light ever. That will literally be the last time anything ever happens.

One day everything will be perfect! After the last atom and the last black hole become nothing, then the whole universe will be truly perfect. There will be perfect silence and perfect darkness. There will be no pain and no suffering and no anguish.

Nothing lasts forever. Nothing is perfect. Nothing is the only thing that can last forever. Nothing is the only thing that is perfect. One day you will be nothing and you will be perfect.

No.

No. I agree that flies in the face of information theory.

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