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None of the near death people wake up with a soul made usb thumbstick with soul made memories on it.
In the same house that the guy died in, I found my great grand mother dead. then my grandmother die in that house.
And as a teenager I tried real hard to be psychic. because nothing logical explained what was happening to me due to the DID. And I wanted to find something more than this terrible life, some hope. People treated me like I was possessed, cursed. And I was talked too like I was possessed or a clone of a dead person in a sense by my relatives.
And sure some stuff mysteriously broke around me rarely. Like new tvs turning themselves off and eventually breaking, watches stop working and starting to work later, my glasses screws popping and flying out. But nothing that random chance can't explain.
And I learned how to feel all these things. Pressures and things other people didn't. And when I saw no matter how I tried that they didn't, I knew it was fake.
And later when I got into tulpas, I was like "Oh this explains religions" Where just talking to no one on the regular can create a tulpa, create "god" that loves you, tells you your good, and to do what makes you happy. And tulpas explained all the hallucinations of pressure and everything else.
If ghosts were real, at this point, all my relatives are dead, except some siblings and cousins. Why didn't they leave any evidence?
I even bought one of those recorders years ago to try Electronic voice phenomenon. but nah.
It was just something to practice when bored, when at a school. like classwork is over and theres nothing to do. Look at a pencil and see if you can make it move. Or whatever else. It was that, day dream, origami, or read a book.
And pokemon came out and everyone went wild in gen 1 over the psychic type.
Kids will be silly kids, but yeah.. Never saw ghosts. And even if I did, it could all be a trick of the brain, like everything often is.
now, this is really not much difference than animal .
any form of conscious existence after the body dies
define conscious.
many are not conscious while alive, and if they were turned into an emf 'ghost' that no longer had the equipment to change its emotions with they might pursue the 'phantom feelings' of their neurology when they died.
in this sense they aren't truly alive anymore, but they're making conscious decisions based on a template snapshot of when they died. maybe their wants and needs will grow beyond the template, and they'll be tormented by their inability to change it, maybe not.
the same basic questions are asked in cyberization debates. as well as isolation research and child psychology development.
And we could see the dead and have good old chats with them. Seeing the aura would probably let you see spirits.
but none of its real. Its all self delusion and hallucination.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rCyWFj0nLyk
1:17:50
Hypnotize was even mentioned by Vox in a video about rhyming evolution at ffwd to 3:19
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QWveXdj6oZU&t=199s
The whole concept of the universe and its existence is too hard to grasp for us little dots i believe
I want to believe that there is something after we die
Even if it is just everlasting peace
Haha glad you like my bio
it is mine
Biggie biggie biggie cant you see?
Sometimes your words just hypnotize me.
My brother used to listen to this
I am not a fan of rap but that song is one of my guilty pleasures