Who am I?

Oct. 1st, 2004 05:01 pm
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I had the strangest experience when I woke up this morning. I wake up, and it is pitch black, and I have no idea where I am, and even more strangely, I have no idea who I am. For some reason I do not panic, and I start trying to drag up recent memories as I let my eyes adjust to the darkness. I find that I can't remember anything in the past, and from what hazy shapes that begin to appear in my surroundings, I conclude that it is around the early to mid 1940's, I'm in a military-style tent, and that I must be a fairly high ranking individual, because I my tent is large and I'm the only one in it. So I conclude that it must be right around WWII and I'm in Europe somewhere, probably around the Rhine river and it's the middle of the night. Ok, I can deal with that. Then I get out of bed and step onto the carpet and then I suddenly I remember that it's 2004 and I'm in my bedroom in Watertown, Wisconsin, in these Despotic States of America. There are some sages who say that the moments of forgetfulness upon waking are the closest to supreme enlightenment the average person gets, and I can believe them, because for a moment, I was completely outside of Time and Space, I was no one, in no place, at no time, until I created the reality I was to step into. Strangeness abounds.

Date: 2004-10-01 05:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kiwikat.livejournal.com
have i told... you lately..... that yer nutty?

tres odd experience. i've had mini moments like that, but i usually figure things out correctly and don't think i'm in a tent in the 1940s.

i reccomend taking less drugs?

i bet it was one of those scary/neat things, like killing other people with your mind.

MInd

Date: 2004-10-01 06:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jackshoegazer.livejournal.com
Since I haven't ingested any drugs in a long time, I doubt it was that. It was pretty neat, and a little scary, but just at first. Like I said, I was pretty calm about the whole thing, almost as if this was a regular occurence. Maybe we have to do that every morning, pick the reality we will inhabit. Now, THAT is a scary concept.

Date: 2004-10-01 07:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceolnamara.livejournal.com
Weird... Past life memory?

Past Life?

Date: 2004-10-02 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jackshoegazer.livejournal.com
Maybe, who can say really? It wouldn't be the first time I've had a WWII 'vision' though. Once I was sitting in a park near a lake next to an old fashined well with the little roof over it, and it was night, and I looked up at the Moon, and I suddenly felt like I had a large pack on my back and a rifle in my hand and the roof of the well became the roof of a Japanese-style pagoda, and I turned and looked out over the lake, which has fogged over and I had the distinct impression that it was the end of WWII and I was in a small village on the coast of Japan, overlooking the Pacific. Then it was all gone.
Maybe I just have an overactive imagination? Or the past life thing. I've had other 'visions' that I feel are most accurately explained as past-lives, but how could I ever know for sure?

Re: Past Life?

Date: 2004-10-02 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] captin-shea.livejournal.com
cant know for "sure". You can only belive.
I personally belive in simul-incarnation.
If Place* is meaningless then what is the qualitative diffence in saying that in a "past life" I was cleopatra, and in my "next life" I will be a birdy.
I may be, in this place*, incarnated as multi-people. Perhaps in a deep deep way of looking at things we are all just the simul-incarnation of god. Each one of us us looking back at ourselves.
"Thats what Brahma might say if I were him." -shea

*see my discussion of Place on my journal.

Re: Past Life?

Date: 2004-10-03 07:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jackshoegazer.livejournal.com
I'm in total agreeance with you on the simul-incarnation 'theory'. There is but one Eye and it is all eyes, one Mind and it is all minds, there is only one Time and it is NOW. Have you read VALIS by Philip K. Dick? He had a 'time-displacement' where he was in 1970's California and i think 100 AD Rome at the same time, and concludes that its multiple lives at the same time, and 'God' is but all of out selves sort of laminated together into one 'being' (his analogy, not mine) I've had a lot of what one could call 'other' life flashes; Austria in what looked to be the late 1600's/early 1700's, Ice-Age times overlooking a glacier, a lot of the 1960's Northern California.
I've often thought that the reason a lot of people claim to be certain famous people reincarnated, other than the obvious egoic reasons, is because those lives imprinted particularly strong on the 'fabric' of 'reality' that its easier to 'remember' those lives than, oh say, a peasant farmer who died of tuberculosis in 1271.
I use 'past life' as only a common reference term for speaking with the general populace. Have to speak the language of the masses to make them understand ;)

From whence the concluding?

Date: 2004-10-02 07:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] captin-shea.livejournal.com
You concluded? From what? A conclusion requires ratiocination of knowns. What did you actually "know" when you awoke?

Apparently enough to select a time and place, were they the conclusions of memory or the conclusions of contemplation?

"no one, in no place, at no time" yet you were a high ranking WWII military individual...

first actual question: reflecting on the day before the waking, do you find any cause for these conclusions? Watch a movie, read a book, simply daydream about war?

Re: From whence the concluding?

Date: 2004-10-03 07:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jackshoegazer.livejournal.com
The only sensory information I had was that I was sitting up on a bed, and then, after my eyes adjusted to the darkness, i could make out a flap of cloth and a little bit of light hazing through it, which made what little of the floor it illuminated seem to be harpacked dirt or canvas.
When I awoke, immediately I knew nothing, I tried to remember where I was, and could not, and then I tried to remember who I was, and could not. Hence, when I first awoke, I was in no time, and no place, and no one. It was only after I started to receive some vague sensory input that my mind began to churn up the details which I detailed.
And no, I had no real war related sensory input, especially that of military personnel. Wait, with the exception of passing Iraq news, but when aren't we bombarded with that?
Would you like any more details? I'm curious about your interpretation of this event. You asked the right questions.

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