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Originally Posted by Juniper
A friend of mine said that she believed in the soul as existing apart from the physical body until she had full anesthesia. Then, she said, "where do you go?" I remember what that was like when I had my wisdom teeth out, it was like a chunk of time just didn't exist. You'd think that if the drugs put your body to sleep, your soul would still be around - maybe not to feel pain, but maybe to be aware at least on some level. Of course there's no one to say that it isn't aware on some level and you just don't remember it, sort of like you dream at night and don't always remember your dreams. Or if your soul existed before your were born - another fun thing to think about - you don't remember that experience either, just your current life. But then why wouldn't you remember? What would the point be in having a soul in the first place, if you didn't remember everything and somehow learn from it? Unless the learning is done on a subconscious level, like subliminal programming. Which would explain why some people are just inherently wiser and more sensible than others, independent of their IQ; perhaps they are "old souls." GAH. Shove me in the shallow water before I get too deep.
Yeah, I think about this stuff.
My philosophy professor would just draw a payoff matrix. Like Pascal's Wager.
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Juniper, a lot of children remember past lives, but they are taught to forget them, that they aren't real, that they are just dreams or something. But I know a couple of people who have visited places around the world, places they have never been or seen, and when they got there, they knew exactly where everything was. it wasn't deja vu, they
knew things on an intimate level, things they would have no way of knowing. One of those people is a witch, the other is a skeptical Christian. I know a lot of people think I'm kinda nutty because of some of my beliefs, it kinda goes with the territory and I'm used to it by now, but I really do believe there is more to this world than people can imagine, much more.
Once I dreamt about some people I had never met. Two weeks later, I met them, and the dream I had came true, exactly as I dreamed it. I was 13 at the time.