Wednesday, April 28, 2004

And another thing ... 

One of these days, I'm going to get back to making the kinds of vacuous, pointless, or otherwise dozy observations I used to enjoy posting so much.

But before I do that, let me put forward one more theory of the eerie kind that has been blowing around in the cavernous recesses of my mind.

The theory of which I have been consumed for many moons, on and off over the years, goes like this:

Have you ever considered your existence to be so busy, or so tired, or so careworn, or so sidetracked ... that you gaze back on one point in your life where all seemed serene; or had a since-lost great sense of purpose or ambition; or was somehow more significant for you in some strange way - and you currently regard your life's purpose as to return to that high point in your life.

Now. I ask the question. And do not laugh. Yet.

Is it remotely possible that when you die, your mind lives on (as many already believe) - and carries on in its own mental approximation of your life's progression?

And actually imagines everything that has happened since that far off day when you thought your life was perfect?

And that all the people and events around you are your mind's construct based on who and what were in your life?

And that, by implication, all those imagined people and events might or might no longer exist?

And that there is a parallel universe - the real world that you departed - existing somewhere else ... without you?

If not, then how do we prove it?

is it time for a nap yet? i think so

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