I had a dream… I think it was a dream… maybe it was a visit to somewhere else. In this dream I saw life as a constant battle between shadow ghosts and human personalities.

The shadow ghosts were of the planet and forever ready to wage battle. You know them as bad luck, poor timing, illness and discomfort, difficulties and unfair events.

When you die, you can move away from these shadow ghosts but your own personality wants you to return. It urges you to go back for more. It only knows this world and refuses to believe that in an infinite existence endless other things are possible.

If you yield, it is like falling asleep in the snow… it urges you to relax and surrender, you have to fight it to stay conscious. When you die, if you don’t fight the urge to follow your personality, you will lose consciousness and fall back into another life in this wretched prison planet.

The best move is to kill your personality because it is not you. You are the observer, the one who watched and whispered throughout your life on earth. Your personality is a mere assemblage of your ideas, dreams, fears and foolishness. It has served it’s purpose – destroy it!

Then move decidedly out of this difficult realm called earth.

What a strange dream… imagine if that was true!