Deja vu?

Deja vu. A serious subject. There are many takes on what exactly deja vu is. Here's mine...

Deja vu happens to be a flashback of something you've done or some place you've been, just not yet. I recently had a very real experience with this phenomenon which got me to thinking...

Is there really such a thing as this? Reality, for instance, is what you make of it. So it could be said then if in your own reality you have felt that you have been somewhere before, you probably have. But it could also be said that you are just having a flash back of a particular memory that you might just not remember too well. Or, if it was a memory (flashback), is it a memory of the past, or of a future that hasn't happened yet, and is there a way to tell the difference?

I think there is.

In my quest for the truth to my own dreams and my own reality, I have come across a particular way of looking at things. This is my futile attempt to try to explain them in my own words.

A flash back is just that. A flash back. Deja vu is a flashback that hasn't happened yet. That is the easiest way of describing it. We all have at one time or another felt the feeling of deja vu, but has anyone really thought about where it comes from?

It also ties in with the validity of telepathy. What if, for instance, you have a "memory" or a deja vu moment and just at the same time another person close to you has a flashback of that same moment, but that person has actually experienced what you are perceiving as deja vu? A tell tale sign of telepathy. The conscious exchange of thought patterns with out the use of language.

Sound incredible? That's because it is. But it is real. I experience it daily. There is no need for words, conversation, or any kind of interaction ever again if we could all just learn to open up and let the power that we were born with come to life once again. (A little history goes along with that that I will talk about in a future post) Telepathy is something that we were all able to do at one point in our long chain of evolution, but for whatever reason, we as humans lost the ability to do so.

But back to deja vu. Real? Imagined? A forever debate in which I will always believe in....

As always...
Keep dreaming! ;)

The prevention of a dream

Someone once told me that I was stupid. That I was good for nothing. It makes me wonder. Would my life have been different if I was praised instead of always being made to feel like shit? I don't dwell on it too much because what's done is done and I know that the past can't be changed. But I can learn from it. It has taken me 29 years to grow up and look at the reality for what it is. And I know that I still have a lot of growing up to do. I can only hope that I can see the mistakes that I have made in the past for what they were and not make them again. The cycle of hurt and pain stops here. With me. I have said and done many things that I am not proud of. Maybe I should be. They are a part of who I am after all. And again I have to ask, could any of this have been prevented?

There is no reason for life if there is no reason for death. But if you sit there and look at it in the right way, there is no death at all. Ever. I have been forced to reevaluate certain aspects of my life do to the amazingly complex but very real ideas and theories. They have been presented to me in a way that I can in no way dispute, even for a fraction of a second. Every belief, idea, word of everything that has been shoveled into my brain all these years has been ripped out and shredded completely. All because of a few kind words of the one that I love. A very good friend at that. “There is nothing fucking wrong with you”. I will carry those words with me to all eternity. And with that said, I went over my whole life in my head. Before the invention of medication, there was absolutely nothing wrong with any of us. I have always felt that there was something more to life than this Hell that I have been living in. It was only until recently that I realized that I am not the only one who thinks this way. I am not alone. As more and more theories are presented to me, the more I am finding that they are more than that. They are truths. The truth of life and death. The truth of consciousness, end yes, even the universe.