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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 9:25:36 GMT -5
I was on the doomed ship. We were sinking. In the midst of the the panic, I was trying to convince everyone that it was an illusion, that we were not these bodies, that everything would be okay. They threw me overboard. Have you ever dove into near freezing water? It's not pleasant. Yet I woke up thankfully and discovered it wasn't real. Somehow I think SR can't be the same.
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Post by desertrat on Mar 5, 2019 10:03:48 GMT -5
Some guesses would be its from a book or movie . It could be from a past life . There is an interesting story from a guy that believes he was Thomas Andrews in a past life . One of the builders of the Titanic and went down with the ship . You could try one of the many methods of past life regressing and see .
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Post by zendancer on Mar 5, 2019 10:12:48 GMT -5
I was on the doomed ship. We were sinking. In the midst of the the panic, I was trying to convince everyone that it was an illusion, that we were not these bodies, that everything would be okay. They threw me overboard. Have you ever dove into near freezing water? It's not pleasant. Yet I woke up thankfully and discovered it wasn't real. Somehow I think SR can't be the same. It's the same in the sense that one realizes that all of the past stories and ideas one had about one's personal identity were totally fictitious--that there was never a separate someone at the center of whatever was happening.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 11:26:44 GMT -5
Some guesses would be its from a book or movie . It could be from a past life . There is an interesting story from a guy that believes he was Thomas Andrews in a past life . One of the builders of the Titanic and went down with the ship . You could try one of the many methods of past life regressing and see . I did past life regression many years ago. Some interesting lives, especially the one before this one. None on the titanic, but possibly. But if this an illusion, then they, the past lives, certainly are as well. I tend to ignore them. Like I ignore visitors I get from time to time. I tell them they're an illusion. They leave me alone then.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 11:31:36 GMT -5
I was on the doomed ship. We were sinking. In the midst of the the panic, I was trying to convince everyone that it was an illusion, that we were not these bodies, that everything would be okay. They threw me overboard. Have you ever dove into near freezing water? It's not pleasant. Yet I woke up thankfully and discovered it wasn't real. Somehow I think SR can't be the same. It's the same in the sense that one realizes that all of the past stories and ideas one had about one's personal identity were totally fictitious--that there was never a separate someone at the center of whatever was happening. Does that realization ever recede, move to the background, say in a heated argument? Do you ever forget it and act as if you are that person. I can say that I have been in difficult circumstances and had the feeling I was watching a movie, I felt detached. Is that the same thing?
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 11:38:12 GMT -5
I was on the doomed ship. We were sinking. In the midst of the the panic, I was trying to convince everyone that it was an illusion, that we were not these bodies, that everything would be okay. They threw me overboard. Have you ever dove into near freezing water? It's not pleasant. Yet I woke up thankfully and discovered it wasn't real. Somehow I think SR can't be the same. In the dream it seemed I was trying to convince myself as much as others. I was using this knowledge to avoid the impending pain and horror instead of surrendering. It seems in hindsight that the knowledge was a trap, a sophisticated form of denial.
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Post by zendancer on Mar 5, 2019 12:39:26 GMT -5
It's the same in the sense that one realizes that all of the past stories and ideas one had about one's personal identity were totally fictitious--that there was never a separate someone at the center of whatever was happening. Does that realization ever recede, move to the background, say in a heated argument? Do you ever forget it and act as if you are that person. I can say that I have been in difficult circumstances and had the feeling I was watching a movie, I felt detached. Is that the same thing? The old sense of identity never comes back, but self-referential thoughts can still occur. After all, there is a body, and stuff happens, but whatever happens isn't happening to a "John Doe" even if the body goes by that name. This is why John Doe sometimes signs his letters with quotation marks around "his" name. I can only speak for this body/mind organism, but I never feel detached. Just the opposite; what I am is what's happening, and I'm totally into it. If I'm mudding sheetrock, I'm totally mudding sheetrock. There may be jazz in the background, but the focus is upon......*swipe, swipe, swipe, hammer a nailhead that sticking out too far, swipe, swipe, swipe*. That's just what THIS does. LOL
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Post by justlikeyou on Mar 5, 2019 12:49:31 GMT -5
Does that realization ever recede, move to the background, say in a heated argument? Do you ever forget it and act as if you are that person. I can say that I have been in difficult circumstances and had the feeling I was watching a movie, I felt detached. Is that the same thing? The old sense of identity never comes back, but self-referential thoughts can still occur. After all, there is a body, and stuff happens, but whatever happens isn't happening to a "John Doe" even if the body goes by that name. This is why John Doe sometimes signs his letters with quotation marks around "his" name. I can only speak for this body/mind organism, but I never feel detached. Just the opposite; what I am is what's happening, and I'm totally into it. If I'm mudding sheetrock, I'm totally mudding sheetrock. There may be jazz in the background, but the focus is upon......*swipe, swipe, swipe, hammer a nailhead that sticking out too far, swipe, swipe, swipe*. That's just what THIS does. LOL This body/mind uses a screw gun. Hammers are old school when putting up rock! :-)
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Post by zendancer on Mar 5, 2019 13:12:30 GMT -5
The old sense of identity never comes back, but self-referential thoughts can still occur. After all, there is a body, and stuff happens, but whatever happens isn't happening to a "John Doe" even if the body goes by that name. This is why John Doe sometimes signs his letters with quotation marks around "his" name. I can only speak for this body/mind organism, but I never feel detached. Just the opposite; what I am is what's happening, and I'm totally into it. If I'm mudding sheetrock, I'm totally mudding sheetrock. There may be jazz in the background, but the focus is upon......*swipe, swipe, swipe, hammer a nailhead that sticking out too far, swipe, swipe, swipe*. That's just what THIS does. LOL This body/mind uses a screw gun. Hammers are old school when putting up rock! :-) Haha. I'm old school for sure. Even though I have a screw gun I still like to nail it. If I'm working with someone, I'll nail the edges and let my helper install the center screws. It's just not my thing.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2019 13:22:27 GMT -5
Does that realization ever recede, move to the background, say in a heated argument? Do you ever forget it and act as if you are that person. I can say that I have been in difficult circumstances and had the feeling I was watching a movie, I felt detached. Is that the same thing? The old sense of identity never comes back, but self-referential thoughts can still occur. After all, there is a body, and stuff happens, but whatever happens isn't happening to a "John Doe" even if the body goes by that name. This is why John Doe sometimes signs his letters with quotation marks around "his" name. I can only speak for this body/mind organism, but I never feel detached. Just the opposite; what I am is what's happening, and I'm totally into it. If I'm mudding sheetrock, I'm totally mudding sheetrock. There may be jazz in the background, but the focus is upon......*swipe, swipe, swipe, hammer a nailhead that sticking out too far, swipe, swipe, swipe*. That's just what THIS does. LOL Interesting. Thanks for the response. You're in the "zone." Like athletes sometimes. Is this a constant sense for you. For example when you type responses on this forum, are you totally into the response? Do you ever analyze what you're saying, repeat it in your head to see if it sounds right, revise it, etc. Do you have a sense that it's not you editing, rethinking, revising?
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Post by zendancer on Mar 5, 2019 13:46:03 GMT -5
The old sense of identity never comes back, but self-referential thoughts can still occur. After all, there is a body, and stuff happens, but whatever happens isn't happening to a "John Doe" even if the body goes by that name. This is why John Doe sometimes signs his letters with quotation marks around "his" name. I can only speak for this body/mind organism, but I never feel detached. Just the opposite; what I am is what's happening, and I'm totally into it. If I'm mudding sheetrock, I'm totally mudding sheetrock. There may be jazz in the background, but the focus is upon......*swipe, swipe, swipe, hammer a nailhead that sticking out too far, swipe, swipe, swipe*. That's just what THIS does. LOL Interesting. Thanks for the response. You're in the "zone." Like athletes sometimes. Is this a constant sense for you. For example when you type responses on this forum, are you totally into the response? Do you ever analyze what you're saying, repeat it in your head to see if it sounds right, revise it, etc. Do you have a sense that it's not you editing, rethinking, revising? It's similar to being in the zone, but not that mystical or other-worldly. It's more like flow--just being into whatever's happening. Sure, I edit and think about what's being written, but not always. Sometimes it's just type type type without reflection.
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Post by justlikeyou on Mar 5, 2019 14:10:09 GMT -5
This body/mind uses a screw gun. Hammers are old school when putting up rock! :-) Haha. I'm old school for sure. Even though I have a screw gun I still like to nail it. If I'm working with someone, I'll nail the edges and let my helper install the center screws. It's just not my thing. Ah, preference. Now there's a topic of discussion! :-)
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Post by explorer on Mar 5, 2019 15:52:34 GMT -5
In England the Titanic at the moment is BREXIT (leaving the European Union.) Try telling most people that it isn't the end of the world and you see how strongly they are identified with leaving or remaining. "This too will pass!" Blessings.
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Post by stardustpilgrim on Mar 5, 2019 18:09:22 GMT -5
I was on the doomed ship. We were sinking. In the midst of the the panic, I was trying to convince everyone that it was an illusion, that we were not these bodies, that everything would be okay. They threw me overboard. Have you ever dove into near freezing water? It's not pleasant. Yet I woke up thankfully and discovered it wasn't real. Somehow I think SR can't be the same. It's the same in the sense that one realizes that all of the past stories and ideas one had about one's personal identity were totally fictitious--that there was never a separate someone at the center of whatever was happening. I think zazeniac is saying it's not the same because you still wake up every morning and eat breakfast and go to the bathroom and go to work, or not-work if you are smart or lucky, IOW, you still have to deal with duality. (Same point made on other thread, the one became two thread).
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Post by justlikeyou on Mar 5, 2019 18:20:14 GMT -5
It's the same in the sense that one realizes that all of the past stories and ideas one had about one's personal identity were totally fictitious--that there was never a separate someone at the center of whatever was happening. I think zazeniac is saying it's not the same because you still wake up every morning and eat breakfast and go to the bathroom and go to work, or not-work if you are smart or lucky, IOW, you still have to deal with duality. (Same point made on other thread). Nisargadatta calls the body a "meat-suit" I think it was. I don't recall exactly. I myself see the body as a kind of space suit, not unlike perhaps what astronauts wear in space, and who are fully reliant on the suit for the maintenance of consciousness while in space. I don't think any astronaut would, however, mistake the suit for who he really is. But seems that peeps do that with the "meat-suit" all the time.
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