IJesusChrist
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- 22/7/08
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While falling asleep the other night I had yet another revelation (these are happening daily now)
My true fear is that I am on some kind of cosmoligically large truman show - that I'm the only one with consciousness, and it's just a test to see how consciousness works.
Its a very terrifying feeling thinking you're the only one with consciousness, and essentially, all matter, life, and space around you is just a ploy to see how consciousness reacts to certain events and situations. All your connections made through life that you hold dear, your parents, your friends, are all nothing, because in a way they all stem from the same cosmoligically insane master plot.
After realizing this is what I have been running from, "Damn, that is a crazy thought. Irrational." Although my logic sees nothing wrong with this, and I try to be a very logical person, it was very hard to escape, even though I didn't really know what I was afraid of (it didn't hit me that this is my fear till many months after the fear appeared).
After having realized this I proceeded to have the most intense and confusing dream of my life. I was in a small room, with a black open ceiling that went to absolutely nothing, the room was sloped, and I was on the top. The ground was grass, rocks, and a stream, almost like an inside sloped zen garden. There was a door to the bottom right. This is when it becomes indescribable:
I grasped on to ropes that were being projected from my mind, my conscious thought BECAME a parachute, and I could not see, hear or sense anything, because my consciousness was an object of matter, not an energy or whatever it is. If I thought or began to think, my parachute would fail me and I had to walk. By blanking out my mind I would grab the parachute, and be moved downwards, down the slope. When I landed it became so confusing I can no longer express it in any clear matter of words:
My thoughts became solid matter in a way that allowed me to sense things be of "open".
I cannot describe it any further.
By the way, I overcame my fear much before this realization, many times over, and have been coming up revelation after revelation lately. Fear is fear, you can dwell within it, or you can realize that you may also enjoy yourself, rather than running. Secondly I realized I was also fearing the past. I was fearing fear that I felt in the past - why was I fearing it now? To fear it to come again is ridiculous, defensive mode is not a way to live. Then this cosmic realization came, which... does sound crazy, paranoid, etc, and it is.
I want so desperately to explain how intense that emotion can be, but why? It's an addiction to fear.... Why? Makes no sense to me.
My true fear is that I am on some kind of cosmoligically large truman show - that I'm the only one with consciousness, and it's just a test to see how consciousness works.
Its a very terrifying feeling thinking you're the only one with consciousness, and essentially, all matter, life, and space around you is just a ploy to see how consciousness reacts to certain events and situations. All your connections made through life that you hold dear, your parents, your friends, are all nothing, because in a way they all stem from the same cosmoligically insane master plot.
After realizing this is what I have been running from, "Damn, that is a crazy thought. Irrational." Although my logic sees nothing wrong with this, and I try to be a very logical person, it was very hard to escape, even though I didn't really know what I was afraid of (it didn't hit me that this is my fear till many months after the fear appeared).
After having realized this I proceeded to have the most intense and confusing dream of my life. I was in a small room, with a black open ceiling that went to absolutely nothing, the room was sloped, and I was on the top. The ground was grass, rocks, and a stream, almost like an inside sloped zen garden. There was a door to the bottom right. This is when it becomes indescribable:
I grasped on to ropes that were being projected from my mind, my conscious thought BECAME a parachute, and I could not see, hear or sense anything, because my consciousness was an object of matter, not an energy or whatever it is. If I thought or began to think, my parachute would fail me and I had to walk. By blanking out my mind I would grab the parachute, and be moved downwards, down the slope. When I landed it became so confusing I can no longer express it in any clear matter of words:
My thoughts became solid matter in a way that allowed me to sense things be of "open".
I cannot describe it any further.
By the way, I overcame my fear much before this realization, many times over, and have been coming up revelation after revelation lately. Fear is fear, you can dwell within it, or you can realize that you may also enjoy yourself, rather than running. Secondly I realized I was also fearing the past. I was fearing fear that I felt in the past - why was I fearing it now? To fear it to come again is ridiculous, defensive mode is not a way to live. Then this cosmic realization came, which... does sound crazy, paranoid, etc, and it is.
I want so desperately to explain how intense that emotion can be, but why? It's an addiction to fear.... Why? Makes no sense to me.