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Infinite realms – short stories

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Another dreary life

Imagine if you had a choice when you died. Imagine that you could choose between another dreary life on this difficult planet or a return to being an infinite self-aware something.

This choice is not a conscious choice but a choice based on what you believed at the time of death. So if you really believed that this earthly life was the only possible existence amidst trillions of possibilities, then that is what you would return to.

If, however you believed that you were more than the water robot you just experienced on planet earth then your consciousness would drift into infinite possibilities.

This earth is a trap, it is so heavy and so mind-numbing that it is very easy to forget that you are always some sort of an infinite existence and it can never be any other way. It’s so easy to forget that you are more than a mere slave in a trouble-ridden earthly existence.

Anyway, it’s just an idea.

The terrible earth myth

The earth is a deadly trap

The words kept echoing around the space where my brain used to be, before I died. I assume I am dead because I am still self- aware but I no longer have a body. Continue reading →

Dark staircase

Creative descent

I lay in bed, waiting to drop into that dream state, that other reality that I accept but can’t ever properly recall. Continue reading →

You’re an alien

I'm not sure about you any more

I get the feeling that secretly, deep within each person is a unique character, a powerfully different expression of life and has an alternative, strange way of seeing.

I think that maybe the thing that some call the soul or essence is of infinite proportion and wonder. Since we are infinite, we must also be eternal. Infinity and eternal are the same idea from a different angle.

I imagine that we have forgotten our infinite something. We have forgotten that we are infinite and forever even though it continually manifests as intuition, insight and inborn understandings.

I imagine that each species is alien to the other and that within each species, every individual is alien to every other. No wonder we can’t get along! We are all alien to each other. What an amazing thing that some aliens fall in love and can stay that way.

Perhaps we are part of an infinite tribe and manifest on this difficult planet as family and friends. I don’t know if this is true but I know what is not true… the dogmas, religions and generic philosophies taught to us by society!

Anyway, you’re an alien, so there’s no way that you would understand what I am trying to say!