INFtha14
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- Joined
- Dec 9, 2008
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- 6w7
- Instinctual Variant
- sp/sx
I've been feeling strangely Introspective (always am but in a different way).
Like I feel I'm on the outside looking in on what I'm pondering inside myself.
I wonder... with a really weird feeling inside as I for some reason a picture of the universe comes to mind. " So where do we go when we die?... Really? Do we turn into dust or Is there really some place out there where are "souls" go?
Are we even souls? What if were just body parts?
(As I say this I feel I'm looking at myself from the inside of my body literally seeing it in it's physical wholeness as is. My skin, my nose, I was trying to actually feel in the moment how my inner body felt. Like i was trying to take me and put "me" inside my physical body behind my eyes.)
I always thought "me" was just "me". But it's like I am a physical "body" made up of systems of organs/cells and there are systems within the cells themselves "organelles". Then the respiratory system so and so on. What's the point of it all? We have purpose here right? I mean I know we do but It makes me so insignificant to the process of life and death.
"Me" is not significant, the being apart of the process of life is.
But where do all these thoughts, emotions, ideals and dreams, laughter, sadness, connections with others come from? Just muscles? I know it's really just how amazing a thing it is to be human as were smart enough to comprehend these things and make these connections with other humans.
Much like the time 2 years ago I was looking at the bones/barely there meat as Ants/bugs were eating at it as it decomposed. Back then I wondered "So this is the process/cycle of life and death." Hinting at we turn into something else, we don't really die etc. Are death means something as it feeds the cycle of life. It comforted me somewhat but saddened me too.
It's weird but It all started when I was thinking sunday and I was wondering
"Where is my dad?" Is he even here anymore? Is he a soul in heaven? Or was he like that bird I saw decomposing, soul gone to who knows where or if it even existed? Begs to question again then what are we? Are we "souls" in here (points to my chest XD)? Or is that a weird idea made up to make us feel better about certain things?
Looking for answers (more pondering though) but I feel that there is not one and I just have to accept this possibility . But what will be, will be . Carpe Diem, life is short and all the more reason to just live life in the today, cherish cause all we have is today really.
Hope all is well with Alcea, Peguy, JAVO, Biaxident, and of course all awesome members of this forum . Hope i didn't bring anyone down but this is such a weird way of introspecting and honestly have been doing this since this person passed away. Not obsessively just like curious and pondering.
Like I feel I'm on the outside looking in on what I'm pondering inside myself.
I wonder... with a really weird feeling inside as I for some reason a picture of the universe comes to mind. " So where do we go when we die?... Really? Do we turn into dust or Is there really some place out there where are "souls" go?
Are we even souls? What if were just body parts?
(As I say this I feel I'm looking at myself from the inside of my body literally seeing it in it's physical wholeness as is. My skin, my nose, I was trying to actually feel in the moment how my inner body felt. Like i was trying to take me and put "me" inside my physical body behind my eyes.)
I always thought "me" was just "me". But it's like I am a physical "body" made up of systems of organs/cells and there are systems within the cells themselves "organelles". Then the respiratory system so and so on. What's the point of it all? We have purpose here right? I mean I know we do but It makes me so insignificant to the process of life and death.
"Me" is not significant, the being apart of the process of life is.
But where do all these thoughts, emotions, ideals and dreams, laughter, sadness, connections with others come from? Just muscles? I know it's really just how amazing a thing it is to be human as were smart enough to comprehend these things and make these connections with other humans.
Much like the time 2 years ago I was looking at the bones/barely there meat as Ants/bugs were eating at it as it decomposed. Back then I wondered "So this is the process/cycle of life and death." Hinting at we turn into something else, we don't really die etc. Are death means something as it feeds the cycle of life. It comforted me somewhat but saddened me too.
It's weird but It all started when I was thinking sunday and I was wondering
"Where is my dad?" Is he even here anymore? Is he a soul in heaven? Or was he like that bird I saw decomposing, soul gone to who knows where or if it even existed? Begs to question again then what are we? Are we "souls" in here (points to my chest XD)? Or is that a weird idea made up to make us feel better about certain things?
Looking for answers (more pondering though) but I feel that there is not one and I just have to accept this possibility . But what will be, will be . Carpe Diem, life is short and all the more reason to just live life in the today, cherish cause all we have is today really.
Hope all is well with Alcea, Peguy, JAVO, Biaxident, and of course all awesome members of this forum . Hope i didn't bring anyone down but this is such a weird way of introspecting and honestly have been doing this since this person passed away. Not obsessively just like curious and pondering.
. I always appreciate your input on such matters 
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