Say pre incarceration you choose to learn the lesson of accepting and forgiving betrayal. Someone betrays you, you don’t learn, it happens again and again throughout your life until you accept it. Does that mean you no longer have people betraying you? Or will it continue happening? Choosing a specific example unrelated to me, but it’s something I’ve seen.
Does anyone have a list of the lessons we should be learning from incarnation. I’ve seen that we should balance emotions and we preincarnitively choose for experiences which will expose us to situations that we may learn to balance. But what are these specifically?
Patience and impatience
Anger and temperance
Isolation and togetherness
Tension and relief
Others?
I posted this in the Law of One sub and it was suggested to post here. There is reference to LoO and 'Ra' material that may not make sense out of this context
Prebirth: Do you guys remember being born? Do you remember from before you were born and then taking up a body? My earliest memory was being in a purple mist. I was part of the mist, a wave in a sea of mist. The other waves were others. I could move around to other places but it was all just a sea really. Getting to the edge of the sea was a bit cooler, getting closer to others made me warmer. If I really wanted to, I could transport greater distances in an instant. Two others came to communicate with me. They were feminine and glowed as they communicated, with words, from a voiceover. One said that if I wanted to go, I had to go now. The other asked if I was sure I wanted to. It could be dangerous and I’d be alone. I was hesitant, but at the same time, felt bored and felt like I’d be going into the garden to play for a bit so I would be fine. I brushed the concerns off and said I'd just remember anyway. They were skeptical but said they'd meet me there later. Newsflash - I don't remember shit - aside from that little bit.
Joining the body, the physical restrictions became immediate. Breathing took so much effort. Gravity pushing down 100% of the time. Movement hard. The body was definite not approximate. The new reality became the norm and the prebirth 'dream' I had grew distant.
Childhood. Do you ever remember sitting in the kitchen and zoning out? Then when you were in the zone, you saw everything. Eternity. The meaning of life and what everything means. Eons passed and then you snap back and wonder where you are. You ask a parent what happened and they say you were there for 5 seconds, go outside and play. But I just saw the meaning of everything and can’t remember it anymore. That happened to you too, right? No one I talked to about this ever had it happen.
General anaesthetic as a teen. I had surgery to remove my wisdom teeth. When I was out, I ended up in the light. There was confusion because I wasn’t supposed to be there. They told me to go back. Coming back was wild. Like being sucked down a tunnel waterslide. I had completely forgotten that I was even human with a life. I was happy to be back.
Young adulthood - around 20 years ago. I bought a book about ‘out of body experiences’. I followed the steps, I had that out of body experience, but when I got out, the last thing I wanted to do was float around and look at people or things on earth. My mental view of humans changed. I felt as though they were an other species. Hard to define. Mentally, as I was floating outside of my body, I could picture scenarios I had been in. I was able to see things from the deepest perspective that was never apparent to me. All the pain, and hurt I caused, the sexual lust hidden in so many interactions. The acute awareness of my own emotions and reactive nature and those of others… it overwhelmed and sickened me. The carnality of it all.
As I became more detached from my humanity and the affairs of people in that out of body moment, I asked myself then, what is it all about? How am I able to see a greater perspective now? How is it possible to get out of my body? What is reality then?
The answers came as realisations, or innate memories that were obvious, just forgotten. Have you ever been out on the drink and you wake up in the morning and can’t remember what happened, but then you see a picture on your phone or have a conversation and it all comes flooding back? “We went to Joe’s bar? Oh shit! I remember that.“ It was like that, but with more detail and precision on the nature of reality, than I could have come up with. And without ever having access to such ideas myself up until that point. Reality was a singular possibility. And when the potential for reality arose, so did every conceivable variation upon reality. An infinite multitude of reality occurred, in an instant. And ended in an instant. Reality itself, became the observer of itself, by creating separation from within itself, as to conceive; a mirror can not be a mirror and look at itself. It requires a viewer, in order to be complete in its purpose. And likewise, a viewer requires a mirror to conceive its own self. So therein, separation was created.
The singular, becoming two, and polar opposites, or antagonistic equals gave way to the immediate potential of this, also separating from themselves and becoming four. Picture cell division. Exponential growth. The reality grew in complexity, immediately with the potential of separation. The separation of singular in to multiple created space - distance. The order of realities and their multitudes was non existent, and this chaos of randomised possibility and potential was disconcerting. I was happy to see 'time'. Separation created distance, and distance created time. Time created sequence. This was order.
Here, I want to point out that this mumbo jumbo above was not anything I had remotely considered on a theoretical level at all. But in that moment, it was beyond real, beyond plain and simple. My comprehension of these subjects was so complete - and they were beyond vocabulary that I have - and the fragments I can remember, only fragments of that can be put into words.
Reality, or, 'the creation', as Ra calls it, has the two opposing forces. Separation and unity. The beauty we see is the separation. The beauty of the beach at sunset in another view, is a trail of destruction. Sands but singular rocks, destroyed into separate pieces. A sunset but a singular colour of white, separated and diffracted to many shades of yellow, orange, pink and blue. Conversely, the force from within us, that moves against entropy and pushes us to unity, is love. There is so much beauty in that. When a couple has their hearts, souls, minds and bodies intertwined in orgasmic sex, nothing could be more perfect. But a separation ultimately returns when the act is complete, making way for further opportunities for love and unity.
Polarity is two sides of the same coin, enacted so reality is able to experience itself - and unity is the base underlaying state. Unity and separation push throughout reality, pushing with such force it knows no bounds. The separation in its extremity is the cause of all pain in the world. The view of others as ultimately seperate from ourselves causes us to both cause pain and feel pain. The view of others as unified with us is harmony. It’s us and them. Within these dichotomies is the friction of experience which in itself is glorious. As shit as it is.
I came back from this out of body experience very disconcerted. On one hand it filled me with a desire for seeking, but on the other, at odds with society. It’s very hard to integrate all that with our standard western life and not be feeling isolated and a full scale insane. I put it to the back of my mind for 20 years and got on with life.
Encountering the Ra material. Late last year. The similarities with Ra from my experience are self evident above. The differences are worth noting. Ra talks about service to others and service to self. I saw only polarity and unity in a general manner. The term ‘service to others’ is a greater, practical view. It gives me a day to day direction.
The concept of creator. The word creator implies, to me, a personification or deity behind it all with a grand plan. I think of reality as a shared reality of which we all partake in creating. There is no plan behind it. There is no someone with a greater knowledge or plan. We are experiencing but one of the infinite versions of reality. It all already happened. It all already finished. Time already passed. We are just reality watching a playback of itself through the perspective of one single point of view at a time.
Thanks for listening to my TED talk.
A couple of interesting synchronicities. While typing out the birth part Pink Floyd "welcome to the machine" came on. I also wrote a sentence 'us and them' and that song by pink floyd came on also.
Prebirth: Do you guys remember being born? Do you remember from before you were born and then taking up a body? My earliest memory was being in a purple mist. I was part of the mist, a wave in a sea of mist. The other waves were others. I could move around to other places but it was all just a sea really. Getting to the edge of the sea was a bit cooler, getting closer to others made me warmer. If I really wanted to, I could transport greater distances in an instant. Two others came to communicate with me. They were feminine and glowed as they communicated, with words, from a voiceover. One said that if I wanted to go, I had to go now. The other asked if I was sure I wanted to. It could be dangerous and I’d be alone. I was hesitant, but at the same time, felt bored and felt like I’d be going into the garden to play for a bit so I would be fine. They said they would meet me there later.
Joining the body, the physical restrictions became immediate. Breathing took so much effort. Gravity pushing down 100% of the time. Movement hard. The body was definite not approximate. The new reality became the norm and the prebirth dream I had grew distant.
Childhood. Do you ever remember sitting in the kitchen and zoning out? Then when you were in the zone, you saw everything. Eternity. The meaning of life and what everything means. Eons passed and then you snap back and wonder where you are. You ask a parent what happened and they say you were there for 5 seconds, go outside and play. But I just saw the meaning of everything and can’t remember it anymore. That happened to you too, right? No one I talked to about this ever had it happen.
General anaesthetic as a teen. I had surgery to remove my wisdom teeth. When I was out, I ended up in the light. There was confusion because I wasn’t supposed to be there. They told me to go back. Coming back was wild. Like being sucked down a tunnel waterslide. I had completely forgotten that I was even human with a life. I was happy to be back.
Young adulthood - around 20 years ago. I bought a book about ‘out of body experiences’. I followed the steps, I had that out of body experience, but when I got out, the last thing I wanted to do was float around and look at people or things on earth. My mental view of humans changed. I felt as though they were an other species. Hard to define. Mentally, as I was floating outside of my body, I could picture scenarios I had been in. I was able to see things from the deepest perspective that was never apparent to me. All the pain, and hurt I caused, the sexual lust hidden in so many interactions. The acute awareness of my own emotions and reactive nature and those of others… it overwhelmed and sickened me. The carnality of it all.
As I became more detached from my humanity and the affairs of people in that out of body moment, I asked myself then, what is it all about? How am I able to see a greater perspective now? How is it possible to get out of my body? What is reality then?
The answers came as realisations, or innate memories that were obvious, just forgotten. Have you ever been out on the drink and you wake up in the morning and can’t remember what happened, but then you see a picture on your phone or have a conversation and it all comes flooding back? “We went to Joe’s bar? Oh shit! I remember that.“ It was like that, but with more detail and precision on the nature of reality, than I could have come up with. And without ever having access to such ideas myself up until that point. Reality was a singular possibility. And when the potential for reality arose, so did every conceivable variation upon reality. An infinite multitude of reality occurred, in an instant. And ended in an instant. Reality itself, became the observer of itself, by creating separation from within itself, as to conceive; a mirror can not be a mirror and look at itself. It requires a viewer, in order to be complete in its purpose. And likewise, a viewer requires a mirror to conceive its own self. So therein, separation was created.
The singular, becoming two, and polar opposites, or antagonistic equals gave way to the immediate potential of this, also separating from themselves and becoming four. Picture cell division. Exponential growth. The reality grew in complexity, immediately with the potential of separation. The separation of singular in to multiple created space - distance. The order of realities and their multitudes was non existent, and this chaos of randomised possibility and potential was disconcerting. I was happy to see 'time'. Separation created distance, and distance created time. Time created sequence. This was order.
Here, I want to point out that this mumbo jumbo above was not anything I had remotely considered on a theoretical level at all. But in that moment, it was beyond real, beyond plain and simple. My comprehension of these subjects was so complete - and they were beyond vocabulary that I have - and the fragments I can remember, only fragments of that can be put into words.
Reality, or, 'the creation', as Ra calls it, has the two opposing forces. Separation and unity. The beauty we see is the separation. The beauty of the beach at sunset in another view, is a trail of destruction. Sands but singular rocks, destroyed into separate pieces. A sunset but a singular colour of white, separated and diffracted to many shades of yellow, orange, pink and blue. Conversely, the force from within us, that moves against entropy and pushes us to unity, is love. There is so much beauty in that. When a couple has their hearts, souls, minds and bodies intertwined in orgasmic sex, nothing could be more perfect. But a separation ultimately returns when the act is complete, making way for further opportunities for love and unity.
Polarity is two sides of the same coin, enacted so reality is able to experience itself - and unity is the base underlaying state. Unity and separation push throughout reality, pushing with such force it knows no bounds. The separation in its extremity is the cause of all pain in the world. The view of others as ultimately seperate from ourselves causes us to both cause pain and feel pain. The view of others as unified with us is harmony. It’s us and them. Within these dichotomies is the friction of experience which in itself is glorious. As shit as it is.
I came back from this out of body experience very disconcerted. On one hand it filled me with a desire for seeking, but on the other, at odds with society. It’s very hard to integrate all that with our standard western life and not be feeling isolated and a full scale insane. I put it to the back of my mind for 20 years and got on with life.
Encountering the Ra material. Late last year. The similarities with Ra from my experience are self evident above. The differences are worth noting. Ra talks about service to others and service to self. I saw only polarity and unity in a general manner. The term ‘service to others’ is a greater, practical view. It gives me a day to day direction.
The concept of creator. The word creator implies, to me, a personification or deity behind it all with a grand plan. I think of reality as a shared reality of which we all partake in creating. There is no plan behind it. There is no someone with a greater knowledge or plan. We are experiencing but one of the infinite versions of reality. It all already happened. It all already finished. Time already passed. We are just reality watching a playback of itself through the perspective of one single point of view at a time.
Thanks for listening to my TED talk.
A couple of interesting synchronicities. While typing out the birth part Pink Floyd "welcome to the machine" came on. I also wrote a sentence 'us and them' and that song by pink floyd came on also.