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| Ok so I was debating posting this or not. I say what the hell. And where it should be. I think it could be either in religion or here. I usually type little notes/thoughts on my iPod when I'm laying in bed high and thought some of em were kinda cool I wanted to share them. Stright from the source un-altered from my altered mind. ______________________ Imagine.* I guess that's about all we can do right about now. You have to just use your imagination to form something like john lennons imagine. Live like it is that, strive for that, change the world to this. Imagination, oh the power it generates. Your choice for good or for bad.* The universe. Man1 thinking about man 2 in his own little world. Man2 thinking bout man3............... * .....man 9 thinking of man1 world. An endless cricke of one group of people who fiefs thinking.* One man imagines being a person in a diffrent world with all kinds of people. And the people in that world are imagining being another person in a diffrent world. And it just keeps going on. When you get to a point in your imagination it stops which is death. When you die or stop imaging you stop and start a new one. This is why timothy Leary live long time. So there really isn't a god or afterlife. There is just one imagination feeding off another and after another in one great cluster.--You have to think about your surrondings and connect them to what the person imagining you might be experiencing. Then you will be truly ready for the imagination to end and to go back to your origional person. Cycle. * * There is no such thing as a person. People you see are just part of an imagination. See, someone is dreaming/imagining me and I'm imagining this life that I'm living. One of my friends, just part of my imagination. Not someone elses. This world I'm living in is just a dream. You are not real. Neither are you. And there is no such thing as 'me' or 'I'. Because the person I am now that is living this life is just an imagination of another thing living in it's own imagination. To make it simple I'll use animals. A sheep is dreaming of being a horse in a compleatly diffrent world. While that horse doesn't know it's a horse because it is dreaming a world where it is a bird. While in reality it would seem as if the horse is a bird because that dream is what it thinks it is. It doesn't know it's just a horse dreaming of being a bird in a diffrent world. But not even the horse is real. It's a figment of the sheep imagination. Who knows what anything is.* We're some crazy expirement. We are sent to a new planet to see how this scociety would work. Those people who get brain washed go back after death and their planet doesn't know truth. The people that beat the system and learn *corruptness go back after the transportation that is death and their planet sends more revolutnaries. Some day they hope that all people in this crazy expirement will know truth and live peacefully. Then it will be a sucess. Till then well keep killing over land and beliefs and dumb shit. *When someone learns how happy they can be by being nice to others and being happy. They go back to share the secret of life. Their people come back as nice and kind people. This is the true form of karma. ** Death: a form of understanding, acceptance, transportation. When you die every thing is finally clear. Never before just now. At this point you can truly see how everything played out in the end. You have to have this for your life to be compleate even though it is over when this occurs. Just a moment to step back and see how breaking your leg in the third grade effected you in the end. That dog that you watched die, what that did and how it turned you into who you are. If we can learn how to do this thinking whilst alive we can achive the fullest in life. No regrets just knowing and understanding this sea of chaos. After death you know everything. You are the worlds smartest man. * |
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