Bi-Polar Bear wrote:
I have had a great number of "supernatural" experiences in my life...
I don't talk about them for more than one reason but certainly one
of the main ones is not to open myself up to ridicule......
a lot of the people who have had or seek experiences with the
world that exists behind the curtain are pretty out there
and the ones who don't believe classify me as out there if I open up
so I prefer to keep a lot of that to myself. squinney comes closer
to knowing everything about me than anyone and that's the way I expect it will stay.
My experience in dealing with the public on a professional basis
has revealed that a sizeable proportion of them who DON 'T
have or seek them r delusional as to events and relationships
between and among humans in THIS
realm of existence, also.
As far as my parents go neither of them wanted me, not me in particular
but a child (or another child) in general and although my mother
wasn't a bad woman, she was not interested or emotionally stable
enough for parenting and a single mom who sang in bands in the 50's
equaled whore...and made me the son of that whore and
therefore beneath notice. My dad was just a self centered
career criminal who left a trail of broken homes and children
in his wake. My aunt, the subject of this thread, took me in
but offered me no particular encouragement because she didn't
understand the kind of person I was, not because she didn't love me.
Her world was crew cuts and high school and college sports and
this long haired pre hippie musician was beyond her realm of
experience. she did make a damn hard try at it though... and in
later years was loving and accepting of me. I don't begrudge any
of them their lives...and I'm sorry I kept my mother, a graduate
of the New England Conservatory Of Music from pursuing her dreams.
I'm no prize winner as a father or a human being...
but I've done better than my parents and hopefully my children
will do better than me.
Well, I hope that we will all succeed in enjoying the future
to the maximum possible degree. As I see it, the value of each
life is how much FUN
it created. (and whether u used fonetic spelling
I have no idea what happens at the end of this life...
but I hope it's one of two things. I hope we either give up
consciousness and that's that...or we go to a place where
my oldest son in particular can think straight, be shown kindness
and be happy and I can observe that and where everyone I love
is happy and anything I've done to make them unhappy is erased
from their memories. I'd just like a good seat for that. I'd give up
my seat for them to get one matter of fact.
I can offer this point, on an optimistic note:
some people who have returned from death in hospitals,
died during early infancy: less than a year. As older kids,
or as adults, thay have said that thay REMEMBER
of dying at only a few months of age, and that while their
conscious lives, their minds, were out of their material bodies,
their spirits were in a state of adulthood; thay thought & observed
as adults. This indicates that the limitations upon their minds
originate from their material bodies, some of which are defective,
but after death and abandonment thereof, the animating spirit,
is free of those imperfections. Therefore, it is to be expected
that after the eventual death of your son 's body he will live on
in freedom and perfection.
According to the consensus of former decedents,
at the end of your incarnate life, u will judge the value of
your past life by 2 criteria: Love and Learning.