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Could We All Share The Same Soul?

I've never been inclined to believe in reincarnation, but I've read that there is a lot of good evidence that reincarnation is possible. (http://reluctant-messenger.com/reincarnation-proof.htm)

I read an essay called "The Egg" by Andy Weir and it blew my mind. It essentially states the possibility that we could all be the same person reincarnated over and over. Karma?

It's quite an amazing idea that I would be fascinated to hear anyone's thoughts and opinion.

You were on your way home when you died.

It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.

And that’s when you met me.

“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”

“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.

“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”

“Yup,” I said.

“I… I died?”

“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.

You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”

“More or less,” I said.

“Are you god?” You asked.

“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”

“My kids… my wife,” you said.

“What about them?”

“Will they be all right?”

“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”

You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. You wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”

“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”

“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”

“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”

“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”

You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”

“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”

“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”

I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.

“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”

“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”

“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”

“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”

“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”

“Where you come from?” You said.

“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”

“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”

“So what’s the point of it all?”

“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”

“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.

I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”

“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”

“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”

“Just me? What about everyone else?”

“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”

You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”

“All you. Different incarnations of you.”

“Wait. I’m everyone!?”

“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.

“I’m every human being who ever lived?”

“Or who will ever live, yes.”

“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”

“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.

“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.

“And you’re the millions he killed.”

“I’m Jesus?”

“And you’re everyone who followed him.”

You fell silent.

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

You thought for a long time.

“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”

“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”

“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”

“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”

“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”

“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”

And I sent you on your way.
- Andy Weir

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Well if you aren't compiling a database for the govt., I will divulge, lol. Anything outdoors, hiking up small canyons, jet skiing, riding my custom bike and hitting the wing bar afterward :-)

I used to watch Through the Wormhole when it first aired, but I haven't watched tv for quite some time. If/when I do, I really like Brian Cox. Not only is he a physicist who I really admire, he also plays in a punk rock band :-) Have you heard of him?

"What if the American people learn the truth" - Ron Paul

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Haha

Electronics... People keep telling me I need a smart phone. I still have a flip phone from about 2009. I'm all... "a smart what? I am working on a smart brain over here and while it is definitely a work in progress I don't need a smart phone"

I hear you on being outdoors, the past few months my jobs have kept me inside and basically beyond a computer which is why I have been able to grace you guys with my presence so much lately but I can't wait for the day I can get away from the confines of my current situation which will be in a few months.

As to not hijack No.7's thread. "I think therefore I am" sums it up quite nicely.

Oh, and I hope the Amash event was crowded today.

Sorry No.7, I will stop hijacking this interesting thread now!

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I had a smartphone. Know I know why they call it a crackberry

Don't do it, they make you a friggin zombie.
I quit carrying a phone altogether. I'm usually always around a computer and anyone who really needs to reach me knows who to call to find me. Anyone else wanting to contact me can leave a message on the home phone. I'll get around to it when I'm ready lol.

Same question to you that I asked PAF. What is your favorite outdoor activity?

No worries on "hijacking" my thread. Unlike Bush, I'm willing to negotiate with terrorists lol

The individual who refuses to defend his rights when called by his Government, deserves to be a slave, and must be punished as an enemy of his country and friend to her foe. - Andrew Jackson

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A terrorist! ;)

Depends on where I am. I travel so much I get to try all sorts of new outdoor things. I got into kayaking when I lived in Florida. In CO and AZ I spent a lot of time hiking in the mountains and desert, but the deep up north Michigan type woods are where my heart is. No special activity, I could wander for hours with my ipod and not miss the rest of the world one bit. I'll do it in the snow, rain, fog, or shine.

I also love gardening. I mean I love gardening a lot.

You?

What part of Colorado, jrd?

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☞Arvada mostly☞

Which is a suburb of Denver, and I spent a little time in Boulder. The mountains are pretty, but no matter how many time I go to Denver I get headaches and nose bleeds regardless of how much water I drink.

Have you spent some time in CO?

Oh yeah.

It's way to dry. I grew up in Steamboat. I went to school at Regis for a couple of years. Hiking, skiing, biking are great but it's too damned cold and dry. I live in Florida now.

GMTA! Never Arizona though.

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FL

I spent 2 summers in Vero Beach. I really did not like AZ very much, it has it's charm and is pretty in it's own way, just once again... to dry and not enough vegetation. The more I travel and move around the more I know I want to be some place with a lot of flora. I also am not made so much for the humidity. I lived in New Orleans and Hattiesburg Mississippi for a while and it was pretty, but that humidity was intense. For a few years of my life I moved to a new city/state every 4 or 5 months. I have never stayed anyplace for more than about a year (that was WA state) and even that has only happened. Even when I was in school, I would be home for each semester, but be gone for winter and summer break.

So your entire childhood your family just roamed around?

Pretty cool. I adore humidity.

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No, not my childhood

My childhood was very stationary in Central Michigan. I moved out when I was 17, 10 years later I have lived in a new city/state/country every couple months or so.

I read your comment here above. It is weird to think about being dirt as a good thing, but I think you are on to something there.... that would be super relaxing. How long have you had lyme disease now? I think things like that give you a little bit of a different perspective on life.

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These days it's golf, fishing, hiking, and sometimes hunting

Mostly golf, I started playing in high school and it's become an addiction. Spending time on the golf course also has it's benefits because of the people you meet. I've met both my town and county mayors, my state representative, local business owners, and everyone in between on the golf course. There's a reason they encourage business majors to learn golf that's for sure.

I live right beside a state park, so my friends and I will go hiking every now and then. My Dad has had me hunting and fishing forever and that's a great way to spend time with my father. The rest of my time is dedicated to work, school, learning, or slothing.

I feel the same way about going out in the elements. Why go out only when it's nice? I'll go outside anytime. However, Tennessee weather is liable to snow, rain, fog and shine all in the same day so you've got to be ready for anything.

The individual who refuses to defend his rights when called by his Government, deserves to be a slave, and must be punished as an enemy of his country and friend to her foe. - Andrew Jackson

In Douglas Adams' Life, The Universe, And Everything

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Life,_the_Universe_and_Everything

the main character Arthur Dent meets a being named Agrajag who has been reincarnated 1000s of times, and each time he is killed by Dent - as a housefly, a fish, or a bacterium washed off his hands.

He tries to kill Arthur even after discovering that he hasn't yet been to a particular land where he will kill Agrajag in a humanoid form...

Fantastic, heady stuff from a humor book.

Pandas eat bugs.

I do not know about all this

I do not know about all this but there are a few things I do know. Energy is neither created nor destroyed. There is, within every human being, a soul (if you call it that) or the "image of God", if you call it that. We were born with it, it holds an unlimited supply of love to give in our lifetimes, and light enough to fill your whole body.An incredible amount of energy. This seems to leave when we die, as the rest of us is still lying there. So..where does it go? Some say heaven or hell. I say it is incorporated into anything. Rain, earth, human life, cockroach crap, whatever--but it does not just go away.

You know we have a soul?

Or do you believe? and what form of energy does our soul take? One that is immeasurable?

You claimed you knew you had a soul, and I am very curious how you got there.

-Matthew Good

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Hear here! Good question friend

I think I have a soul, then again how can I know it's only mine?

The point is, I don't really know I have a soul.

I think the person you are asking is drawing the correlation that the energy inside us is our "soul". This is what Einstein's E=MC^2 equation was about. Did you know that live human beings have more energy inside them than the largest nuclear bomb ever detonated by man? At least, that's what the guy on History channel said last night.

The individual who refuses to defend his rights when called by his Government, deserves to be a slave, and must be punished as an enemy of his country and friend to her foe. - Andrew Jackson

I love what you wrote.

If science eventually proves anything about "life" ,I think, it will be along these lines.

Looked into the Electric Universe?

They are on the verge of joining science and spirituality, it seems to me. When you look at the Universe as a pile of matter, what you see is "stuff." When you look at the Universe as a dynamic, energetic place... Well, we are just starting to learn what that might enable us to see. But one of the things they already proved is that we "metabolize" energy from the sun, like plants, a whole lot more than science has ever realized.

Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.

I have often wondered if eahc

I have often wondered if eahc of us is sharing the same consciousness and there is no seperation, the same pool. But then you have to explain why my experiences are so seperated. Then again its a realy really good question. Love it!!

The concept of consciousness that resonates with me

Funny, an old Indian woman taught me this, and it is obviously not a "traditional" story. It shows how wisdom can stay contemporary...

A hologram is not the object it appears to be, but a reflection of that object on a mirror. If you shatter that mirror, each little shard will contain the reflection of the original image, but with less data. It will be blurrier, smaller, less detailed.

Wakan Tanka, The Great Mystery, is the real object. Our collective consciousness is the hologram, a perfect reflection. Our physical experience is like the shards of the hologram, with each of us carrying an image of the original, but lacking all the data. If we ever, in full physical consciousness, rejoin ourselves, humanity can become a nearly perfect reflection of our Creator. Until then, we will focus on the data each other is missing and perceive each of us as "separate" consciousnesses.

Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.

“Every time you victimized

“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”

Reincarnation, shrugs, who knows. But I do believe the vibes / energy we send out to others around us has an effect. A collective subconscious, if you will. Positive or negative energy is easy to pick up on. Ever walked into a room and immediately feel the tension, or bad vibes?

How ignorant can you get.

First of all we cannot share the same soul because a soul is an individual. Second of all you do not go to heaven or hell or are you reincarnated when you die. When you die then you are dead until the resurrection.

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Ignorant enough to declare questions

1. ?Interrogative? .Declarative. Do you understand?

2. You do not know what will happen when you die, admit it.

3. Yes, it is very plausible that what we all refer to as "our soul" is indeed only one soul. We are made in God's image, and Jesus told us the Kingdom of God is within us. We could be the same person in mind, but not in body... think about it. Unlock your brain and open your mind.

Peace.

The individual who refuses to defend his rights when called by his Government, deserves to be a slave, and must be punished as an enemy of his country and friend to her foe. - Andrew Jackson

Definition of Ignorant:

/ˈignərənt/
Adjective

1.Lacking knowledge or awareness in general; uneducated or unsophisticated.

2.Lacking knowledge, information, or awareness about something in particular: "ignorant of astronomy".

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It's odd you think HE is ignorant for simply *asking a question*

Just because you believe something to be true doesn't make it so. I'm tired of people like you trying to shut down the debate and discussion with your pretend facts.

The Fact is That NO ONE Knows For Sure. None of us can prove our ultimate points and anyone that pretends, to be able to, is lying!

Links?

Those are some pretty astounding assertions! Here I have grown quite comfortable with the knowledge that what happens after we die is unknowable. If you have the proof, I would sure like to see it! (Careful, this is a 1 question pop quiz... Can you tell the difference between fact and faith?)

Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.

Trolling

Sorry I'm trolling here in a way. What happens after you die is unknowable? Doesn't that show you have some sort of knowledge about it? Or do you not know that? You seem to be saying, the only thing I "know" about the afterlife is that it is "unknowable". While I appreciate your sentiment, I don't think that is a logical statement. You could say, I know very little about the afterlife, or I know almost nothing, except this one thing. Know what I mean? This doesn't seem to make it much of a "fact" that the afterlife is unknowable.

You said it, not me.

To admit I know nothing, I can remain silent or I can pick a word to try to indicate that I am aware that I do not know. Silence is REALLY hard to type, so I picked a word. Pick on the word if you like, but I am not falling for the notion that I know "a little" about what happens after I die. I know my body rots, that much I am sure of. But we are talking about the consciousness, and I have zero facts on that.

Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.

I believe energy never dies, it always was and always is

But, I no longer believe in reincarnation in the sense that after we die our "personalities" live on in different animals.

Our energy continues on, but what I am on this planet in this body is not what/who my "soul" is eternally.

The math doesn't really work with reincarnation either...the number of animals and humans would have to be somewhat constant throughout time I think.

BUT- I don't know for sure...none of us really do.

Interesting Reincarnation Story

I found the following story fascinating and compelling. There are also some youtube videos on it.
The book "Soul Survivor" is worth the read as well.

http://www.iisis.net/index.php?page=semkiw-reincarnation-jam...

George Washington Carver said...

“How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life you will have been all of these.”

New agey or not, provable or not...

Pandas eat bugs.

I believe you're close to truth.

We each have a fragment of the Father in us, and each is just a small part of the Whole, which is a part of the Creator. Each of us is a part of the other, and what you see in another is also in you, and when you hate another, you hate that part of yourself, which is, by extension, hating a part of Creator. The point is to love yourself, then you can love brother as self, and judge not one's brother, but to judge his behavior as Godly or non-Godly, and to set the example for one's brothers in a God-like fashion. And then and only then can you truly be one with the Creator, which is being one with all human brothers. And by further extension, when you can truly see yourself as one with Mother Earth and all forms of life, animate and inanimate, then you can realize that you are a part of the ONE, the totality of Creation.

As far as life and death are concerned, you are either in a state in being(life) or a state of rest(afterlife), and thus, the continuous cycle. But the only thing you really experience is the illusion of being human, for the real you is not ego, but a spirit of light, the light fragment from Creator, which is inside each souled being. So to commune with the Father, one needs only to go inside.

Dying is simply going to rest, where the light being reflects on the past life, and decides, along with the Father, on the next placement for needed experiences, to become even more closely aligned with the Creator and Creation. Peace and love.