PREFACE:
Most folks do not know that there is no difference in realities that they think, believe, dream, lucid dream, or imagine in their minds, and that includes the Earth reality (each one is a virtual reality–and are real). Most assume that the virtual reality earth theme park is all there is. They do not know that there are many virtual reality theme parks. They also don’t know they can create their own virtual reality theme park.
Question: “Why do humans always wake up in theme park Earth? If a individual unit of consciousness is not anchored for a time to a theme park it did not create it would have no knowledge to create its own. After many incarnations in theme park earth, an individual unit of consciousness has enough knowledge and understanding to create its own theme parks–never again to return to theme park earth. HOWEVER, many units of consciousness enjoy returning again and again to theme park earth. And many get so attached, entangled, and identified with people, places, things, and their physical, mental, and emotional needs, wants, and desires in theme park earth that they keep volunteering. Plus, many have not developed their imagination beyond creating goofy personal theme parks, or, they run out of material, or have run their full gambit of information, or are lazy.
ASIDE: Tom Campbell (a physicist) teaches the value of low entropy, low disorder, low chaos (like that’s exciting somehow). Though it is true the system itself, to survive, must be low entropy, low disorder (like milk toast chaos) or the whole thing would collapse. HOWEVER, who goes to a movie to experience low entropy paint dry and watch water come to a boil? It would be worse than watching The Stepford Wives movie all the way to the boring end. High entropy, disorder and chaos are the spices that make life scrumptious.
STORY: MY VIRTUAL REALITY ON THEME PARK EARTH. Reincarnation number who the hell knows: It is strange being a new born infant and knowing everything about theme park earth, well...everything except when the expected happenings will happen, and the twists and turns the happenings will have, and of course, my own decisions and how they exactly manifest. I can see there’s going to be many exciting unknowns, which is, of course, why I’m back. Anyway, my previous self-created theme park wasn’t all that exciting. So yeah, I’m back.
I’m wiggling like crazy and flailing my arms and legs in my bassinet in the hospital new born nursery because I can’t jump out and run away yet (Dang, I forgot what this prison body was like). I wonder where my mom is, and what my new house looks like. Any brothers, sisters, or am I their first? Shit, maybe I’m an orphan, homeless. When’s dinner?
Finally my mom and dad showed up. On the way home their car got crashed and my tiny bassinet smashed into the back of the front seat and flew up and out the windsheild right behind my mom and careened off her body and slid under a circus tent and disappeared. A bearded lady grabbed my bassinet and high tailed it to parts unknown. Holy shit, if this is how my life is going to go, all I can say is, “Keep it up; rock and roll, I’m all in.”
I’m thinking I’ll become a femme fatale, unless I’m ugly, and if that’s the case, I’m going to become a hit woman, a gun toting bag lady, an assassin. I’ll probably need a few knives, just in case.
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