My thoughts are obviously powerful. They are always on and dictate my entire day and life. But why are they so overwhelming powerful. Most people can think and do something at the same time without a problem. My thoughts run the show. I would almost be willing to claim that my thoughts are more powerful than I am. It seems like my thoughts come into my head and I just comprehend them. In other words I don’t choose my thoughts. I choose my emotions and actions, I even get to decide what my desires are. But… I do not create my thoughts. They just pop in my head all day long. I can either entertain them or choose to deflect them but I can’t turn them down or off. Where do my thoughts come from? The inner dialog that is constantly chattering day in and day out : first thoughts of the day are either my reaction to the dream i was just in or me wondering what time it is. Once I know I think about what that means – do I get up or go back to sleep, instantly I know the answer and feelings develop. Basically the point of wake up is unique in that it is the only time experience happens even though I didn’t knowingly choose it. It’s crazy how every night I go to sleep, I know where I am and everything is very cognitive. But the second I fall asleep, my awareness of self goes bye bye. Literally every morning before I do or think anything-I have to figure out where I am and what that means. Then in an instant my head is flooded with thoughts about who I am and what my life is that day. This is kind of insane considering I have been me my whole life. How can I forget in one night? How is it possible that I don’t know this information? This information is me so how is it possible that I can experience a moment when I don’t know anything about myself. I couldn’t do that if I tried. It’s impossible to not know who you are when you are awake. Maybe thoughts are actually the thing that’s not real, they create the physical reality and are how memories get built in our brain. The unconscious mind has no physical form. Just emotions and potential. Driven by the desire to live for whatever reason. I assume it’s to gain understanding and clarity about what I am by seeing what I am capable of accomplishing as a physical being. But who knows really. Anyway…. When you sleep, your thoughts unwind. They become physics imprints in your brain aka memories. Your mind sorts out what it will add to the memory bank and what information still needs attending to. Anything unresolved gets stored in the more lucid part of the brain, the one connected directly to our consciousness. Until closure occurs, these thoughts will be stored as desires. Which means instead of converting these thoughts into physical memories (more dense form of thought) they will become energy specific forms, less dense than thoughts. After every thought has been sorted and placed accordingly, your mind will continue to micro-organize. It will simulate experiences based on our emotional palette so that we gain free form energy. Emotions motivate desires. Desires motivate thought which dictates our actions that become experiences our mind uses to elicit emotion based on our memories and beliefs. If the mind can produce emotional responses using only memories and desire it can create this void where thought usually lives- between desire and emotion. Because there is no conscious thought during this process, the amount of emotion felt during sleep, becomes free energy. During the day emotional energy is fused with a whole string of thoughts and the originating desire. So it’s burned as quick as it arrives.
The mind is an amazing thing as we all know. Your mind is no doubt different from mine and mine from anyone else. The way we think and operate is what makes us who we are. It’s what makes us special and unique among the 7 billion other people belonging to our species. The crazy thing is, not one of us can ever truly know what it’s like to think and feel as anyone but ourselves. So how can we be sure of our uniqueness after all? I mean obviously we are all unique in the way we look and speak but does having our own set of chromosomes mean anything about how unique our mind actually is and operates? For all we know, every human has the same basic brain functionality. Individual personality but overall, the same operations take place. Even though we can never answer these questions 100%, unable to observe two minds at once, we can still seek answers just by interacting with people as we all do. I assume that everyone will formulate their own ideas about who they are and how they think at some point in their life. We do this by learning who we aren’t over and over until finally, it becomes clear that if we’re not this and we’re not that, then we must be something else entirely. It may take awhile but eventually, it becomes clear. We are who we choose to be but who that is, changes every moment. Personality is fluid and the mind is always changing. The thing is, we are never just one person. We may only have one body but who we are is different for every person we meet. Quite literally, every person perceives you differently, even if you’re in the same room, in a shared conversation. You will be remember by each person differently. The people who spend the most time with us have a detailed picture of who we are in their mind. Whose to say they’re idea of me isn’t more accurate than my own ideas of me?
My point is…It’s kind of crazy to think about. What makes us well…..us? Do other people mold me just as much as I do? If we are always changing, what does defines us?
I’d love to hear what you have to say about this. Feel free to comment or leave feedback.
Until next time…
There is so much detail to go over and I’m not quite sure the best way to go about telling a story that has no definite middle or end and the beginning is not what it seems to be. I guess the real question is, where to begin this tale of time evolving one universe?
Where did the universe come from?
This is a question that can’t ever really be answered but it’s a necessary question we must ask ourselves if we ever hope to understand the universe. It’s not the details that are so much important rather its just being able to acknowledge the possibility that our universe was created by some larger source of energy, beyond our observation.
It makes sense that the universe was created within the interior of some kind of Alpha universe if you will. By definition creation only occurs if something has clear, distinct values of XYZ that are unlike anything before it, making it unique and new. XYZ isn’t possible unless there was a time before it that XYZ didn’t exist. Otherwise, there is no difference between what was and what is. Something can not exist nowhere out of nothing because even nothing is still something and nowhere will always be somewhere.
Whether you believe in a god, science, or a mixture of the two does not really matter. All that matters is being able to accept the reality of there being something else just beyond this universe that we can not see or observe. Whatever this something was or is now is what caused our universe to begin and time to evolve matter into what the universe it is today.
First and most important thing to understand about the universe is the laws in which everything in it abide by and adhere to.
It may surprise you to learn that the universe contains exactly the same proportion of matter-antimatter as when it began billions of years ago. Nothing is ever added to the universe nor is anything ever removed from it. The only variable in the universe is time. It seems weird but its true. Time is always moving forward at the same, constant rate. As this happens the universe becomes older by a rate of one each moment. The distance from the beginning of time to the present extends further and with it the space between grows more complex. The universe begins as one exact measurement of empty/occupied space that everything the universe contained at the moment creation took place. From this point on, every time the universe becomes one moment older, space and time get imbedded in terms of distance. Distance is how everything interacts and communicates accurately so that definite values can exist individually as well as be organized together into one whole universe.
To explain the Universe in a way that makes sense, there is one important detail that needs addressing. Where did the universe come from? This is a question that can’t ever really be answered, but it’s a necessary question we must ask ourselves if we ever hope to understand the universe. It’s not the details that are so much important rather its just being able to acknowledge the possibility that our universe was created by some larger source of energy, beyond our observation.
It makes sense that the universe was first created by an external source that began as merely potential for creation to occur that ultimately turned into actual creation. Afterall Isn’t everything created this way, beginning as potential first. Everything has a gestational period before it becomes independent and exists on its own. So I do not feel it’s unreasonable to believe the universe is no exception to this I realize that the universe could only ever exist and harbor life if there was something external outside of the universe
I remember it clearly, the kind of day it was, where I was sitting, what caused me to wonder in the first place and even more how it made me feel. I was six years old, when my great great grandmother died. There was a funeral and a family gathering. Mostly I had no idea what was going on or what everyone was chattering about so I went outside to play until it was time to leave. Several hours had passed before I finally asked my mother if we could go home. She said yes but that she wanted to say goodbye to people first. So I told her I’d go wait in the car.
Sitting there in the backseat my mind began to wander. I began to think about my grandmother and what death really meant. I had never heard of heaven or hell or any other possible scenarios for an afterlife. In fact, death had never really come up until this. They said she died in her sleep on couch and I couldn’t help wonder if I was going to die someday too.
I began to ponder this thought of death and what it might feel like. Maybe it’s similar to those nights of sleeping with no memory of dreaming anything.
hmmm……No, that can’t be right. Even dreamless sleep feels like time has pasted even if I can not remember what i was thinking about. I imagine death is more of a kind of nothingness. I tried to focus on this nothingness, as an empty dark place with no sound or anything else. But my imagination couldn’t create this place of nothing as much as I tried to picture it.
I remember distinctly feeling a weird moment when my thoughts hit some kind of barrier as if my thoughts had become tangible or something. Its was very strange to not be able to think about something I wanted to. This had never happened before.
Even when I pictured a dark box like space in my head, other ideas kept stampeding it and it took a lot of mental energy to push them away. Then I realized something rather profound. Nothing is still something. Even the darkest, emptiest image I could create with my mind, would never reveal anything about dying. So I quickly come up with an alternative solution. I reason that the only other similar experience as being dead, is the time spent before ever being born.
I tried to remember my earliest memory, as far back as my mind take me. I got held up around two and that was pretty fuzzy. I wondered what would have happened if my parents had never met in the first place? How would that feel? Again, I am plagued only by the strange feeling of not being able to think any thoughts on this. My mind just couldn’t see anything, it went completely dark.
I just couldn’t fathom not existing as something. why is that? There has never been a time when I couldn’t think about something.
So it was this day Curiosity filled my body and mind more questions then I could every hope to answer.
However I am going to try…….Enjoy
One thing has always been clear to me that I’m sure is to others as well, as much as science is brilliant and exactly the most logical way to approach problem solving, logical doesn’t mean truth.
In fact, it’s weird to think about science this way but everything from mathematics to electricity and magnets is just man made laws and equations in our attempt to understand the incomprehensible physical world we live in. Whether it’s right or wrong, exact or just a prediction, all science is invented by humans for humans. By this definition, it can be also said that regardless of our precision and accuracy, know the mechanics of nature does not mean we understand anything about it.
Science explains HOW something works, it describes previous physical interactions of matter as well as predictions for how matter will interact in future moments. However, science does not explain WHAT matter is or why anything exists at all.
We know that the sun rises each day and the moon at night but we have no idea what sunlight even is or its true identity. We know atoms exist having protons and electron configurations but we have no idea what an electron even is. We know what it does but nothing about what it really is.
Same with everything else in the universe. We know when we sleep at night our mind dreams and our lungs breathe but why do things happen. What does it mean to think thoughts and be alive?
What is love and feelings of anger or instincts like hunger? How do these feelings manifest in our bodies? We might say something like the chemicals in our brain react to yadda yadda such and such and produce a physical state blah blah blah. This is all very interesting and I applaud all scientists for everything ever discovered or realized about matter. It’s truly mind-blowing how smart humans have become and things we are capable of. But the question still remains, why does matter do what it does?
I plan to answer these questions as best I can until I can think no more