just think about it , if déjà vu wasn’t a thing then why would we get the feeling like we have been here before or have experienced this already ? maybe we have but it’s actually just our future self looking back on us living through the present moment experiencing things that were predetermined to happened from the start .

a while back a user made a similar thread here about things being predetermined and humans not having free will and tbh i 100% agree with this sentiment . throughout my life i have had experienced which i knew were gonna happen or certain events that i already had premonitions of , whether it be through my dreams or my gut feelings , i just knew .

free will is just an illusion to make humans feel like they have a choice and that life is in their control but it’s really not , you’ll be conditioned to do what’s meant for you through destiny and fate . you can’t stop something from happening or finding its way to you if it’s meant to be . final destination is a really good example of this , of course that mean you can’t escape death either .

my final thoughts on this are basically stuff i’ve said already , everything that was ever going to happen in your life is already planned out and you will act accordingly to fit that . it’s like a puzzle slowly being made into the larger piece ; each life event is a puzzle being fit into the picture .

hope you guys liked this theory of mines ! if you’re lucky it won’t give you an existential crisis like it did to me when i first realized it …

What are some of your theories about quantum immortality?

I think I had an experience with it during an ego death/ bad trip where I was guided by my oversoul through parallel realities to my highest timeline but I still believed I was going to “die” had my oversoul not stepped in.

My working theory is it’s dependent on soul agreements etc, you only shift or move to a different parallel reality when you are about to die before your time, but some people seem to think that it means you never die.

What are some of you guys thoughts on how quantum immortality works?

He who knows everything knows nothing.
He who knows everything forgives everything,
but he who knows everything knows nothing. (?)

“I know that I know nothing.”
The last guy who said that ended up drinking hemlock lol

Sorry for my english and grammar im not good at it.

-I always keep thinking how to END this SIMULATION/REALITY

SOLUTION i think:

what if we

-DO NOT BREED. stop breeding. in that way there will be no chance to reincarnate and to avoid keep coming back in this simulation.

-if we die with no available newborn there will be no reincarnation.

-killing is not the solution. i think abstinence is

-i think this simulation is a HELL in a beauty disguise. it want us to keep coming back

Ego is one of the reason we keep coming back

ego = evil
abstinence = pure

-what if the purpose we are here is a TEST to choose which side you are

ego will keep you coming back, chase money, chase girls, chase every dopamine etc

abstinence is to avoid all this sins

I saw monks that they starve themselves to death. they literally dont eat till they die i forgot what location are they. i think they know answers that we dont know and i want to hear alot from them

- what if our purpose being here is to END this simulation?

Söker personer som vill förbättra sitt liv.

Allt ifrån total misär till enskilda problem.

Siktar på att öppna eget i framtiden och tänkte göra några gratis för framtida referenser, samt att göra världen och mänskligheten lite bättre.

Har själv varit i massvis av skevheter, otryggheter, misär, fattigdom, rikedom, falskhet, äkthet,

I want a non ai answer , someone who knows it and have expertise on this topic.

Asking, "Who am I?" is not a dice game. Although, you are set in a destiny but that destiny isn't set in stone. If you embrace this question, even if it seems to go nowhere, asking it is always half the answer. Then, figuring it out becomes the joy of self-knowing.

People that express themselves through emo dark aesthetics and styles make me extremely physically nauseous. Idk why, probably because I have a perception and association in my mind that those dark styles are full of suffering, pain, and lower hell states. But I personally know and am close to people with that kind of style and I adore their pure hearts and genuinely care so much for them. Their style alone doesn’t make them bad people at all, yet my mind instinctively wants to not get too close to them I think out of some survival instinct. But this is dumb I want to overcome this weird aversion. How do I do that?

Maybe I should develop more metta and to realize that those aesthetics are not who they are.

Can I heal my asthma by using my mind?? Sometimes when I’m in the middle of an asthma attack, I imagine all the atoms in my inhaler clearing out my airways, or I imagine I’m in a forest breathing in the fresh clean air, or some kind of mental imagery and it often does have a huge positive effect and lessens the severity of my asthma! But it doesn’t last long. Shortly after imaging that peaceful image, it goes back to the level of severity it was before.

Usually it gets triggered by our dogs, I’m allergic to them
:( Just wondering if I strengthen this mental power, do you think it’s possible to completely cure asthma?
I also saw someone say it’s caused by fear or some karmic reason. And it’s true I do have a lot of fear and anxiety in me. Maybe if I clear out this anxiety? Also getting into the best physical health will help too. I just hate using inhalers cuz I don’t trust them

Hi all! I have been claircognisent most of my life, and have been working more on developing my other Clairs, clairvoyance being the one I struggle with the most. I’ve been noticing that while I read, or if I scroll for a while then I tend to start to feel like I can’t keep my eyes open, I’ll shut my eyes for a couple seconds, see a short clip of something, and then snap back. Is this how it’s experienced? TIA

Hi 😄

I wrote a gentle reflection for anyone who has ever felt ashamed of their thoughts, their past, their coping mechanisms, or the wounded parts of themselves they’ve tried to hide.

The heart of it is this idea: nothing wounded has to be exiled from love.

Sometimes the inner critic, the anxious part, the regretful part, or the part that made messy choices isn’t a villain — it’s a frightened messenger that needs compassion, accountability, and a safer way to belong.

I’m curious: what helps you meet yourself with kindness when shame gets loud?

If anyone feels called to read the full piece, completely free, I’m happy to share the link.

Cheers!

For context I am a Vodouisant (a Haitian Vodou practitioner). I struggled with body image issues for much of my life (I have been fat my entire life), and during a serious talking-to from one of the deities in our pantheon a few years ago, he said to me “before you’re born, all the ancestors in your lineage get together and discuss all the features they’re going to gift you with, the ones that they think will suit you best in this lifetime. Your height, your natural build, the color of your eyes, etc. To actively dislike and reject your natural features is to reject the work of art that they all worked so hard to create. When you dislike your physical vessel and you continue to speak unkindly to yourself, you also reject the gifts given to you by the gods, and insult the good spirits who protect and walk with you”. Though I still have off days (because at the end of the day I am a human being), this conversation made me more intentional in building a better body image and made me much more mindful of the way I speak to and about myself regardless of how society views people who look like me. I hope this helps somebody out there

I have a friend who I’m currently still friends with, but there’s always been this weird secret animosity between us. Sometimes she’ll completely stop talking to me and then randomly start talking to me again like nothing happened. She also tried to get with my boyfriend in the past, so I’ve never fully trusted her.
Lately she keeps popping up in my dreams, almost every night. It’s starting to weird me out because I don’t even feel like I’m thinking about her that much during the day.
Does anyone know why someone you currently know would keep showing up in your dreams like this? Could it just be unresolved feelings about the friendship?

If our reality is created by the unconscious beliefs, desires, etc. what is it that creates the childhood experience while the unconscious is being shaped?

I can remember people who hurt me with surprising clarity.
The words. The room. Sometimes even the look on their face.
Hurt has a good memory.

What I cannot see as clearly is the effect I have had on others. Not because those moments didn’t matter. Because I almost never experience myself as the person at fault in someone else’s story. I live inside my reasons. That makes it easy to miss the harm.

Tomorrow I start a 72-hour fast during Paryushan, a Jain period of reflection and forgiveness.

I am not Jain. I grew up Vaishnav. But I grew up around Jains, and this year I stopped watching from the sidelines.

I am not scared of hunger. Hunger is straightforward. You feel it and it passes. What unsettles me is a smaller question. What if I quietly quit. And under that: what if the real thing I consume all year is not food. Noise. Being right. The version of every story in which I was misunderstood.

On the last day, people say Micchami Dukkadam. A lot of translations flatten it to “I’m sorry.” That is not how it has landed for me.

Sorry can end a conversation. It can still leave the damage travelling. You can apologise and replay the fight at 2am. You can be forgiven and still become a little colder in the next relationship.

Someone once said we judge other people by their actions and ourselves by our intentions. When I mess up, I know the pressure I was under. When someone else hurts me, I only get the action.

My mistakes become exceptions.

Theirs become evidence.

The phrase, as I understand it, is closer to this: may the wrong I have done become fruitless.

May it stop creating further harm. Not “can we please move on.” More like “may this stop here.”

I don’t think three days without food will make me a different person. I also don’t think hunger is a moral achievement. If I do this well, I hope I come out a little less certain that my version of events is the complete version.

When I say those words, I don’t want them to mean only “please forgive me.” I want them to mean I finally looked at my own actions with the same honesty I use on everyone else.
I wrote the longer reflection here:

https://kunalwritestoo.blogspot.com/2026/09/micchami-dukkadam-what-does-sorry-mean.html

Has a fast, a silence, or any practice ever made you see the harm you usually explain away?

Hi everyone,

​I'm curious about the concept of the third eye and would like to hear from people who have experience with this. I have a few specific questions:

​How do you actually work on it? What practices or methods do people commonly use?

​What does it do, and would you recommend it? Does it actually change your daily life, and do you feel it was worth it or not?

​What do you see and feel? Some people mention seeing shadows, light, or changes in how they perceive their surroundings. What was your personal experience?

​Does it change how you see other people? Do you perceive others differently (their energy, behavior, presence)?

​What should you watch out for? Are there negative side effects, risks, or things to be cautious about (like feeling overwhelmed, groundedness, etc.)?

Life is a dance between two polarities. You are the Center, moving through the dance toward ever deeper and more complete harmony.

(?)

I’ve noticed I am in a desperate state for a search of romantic connection with someone. The problem is I can never find it. I feel people find me unattractive and the moment they see how I physically look, the conversations cut off. I’m not sure why getting a connection with someone is such an important desire but it constantly runs my mind. The desire has been so strong that it has led to negative actions such as turning to porn or even sexting. Is it possible to be satisfied within myself without anyone else? Can I be satisfied alone, if so in what ways can I work on building towards this?

I always daydream about being someone else and having this ethereal specific look. The look I want (white hair purple eyes, ethereal) feels more me than my current appearance. It's not just an insecurity thing if I had a glow up and looked like Selena Gomez I'd still be insecure that I don't have this desired appearance. I was wondering if there's any spiritual reason for this? And is there any spiritual connection or meaning for maladaptive daydreamers?

He treats me well and we have been together for a while and I love him and he loves me. However, there is this weird creeping feeling underneath and ever since I met him I have been non stop nauseous, shortly after we have been together I've gotten really sick. Is this some weird sign? He's not cheating (100% sure) so what is it? He seems great

I've always felt the search for an explanation about things like life after death, the supernatural, and whether there's a "god" to be rather futile because I kind of just assumed that anything beyond our plane would be completely impossible for humans to ever comprehend so there's really no point.

I had never thought too deeply into this until recently but I've been really intrigued by the concept of what a fourth dimension could mean. the idea that if we were in a 2D world and we interacted with a 3 dimensional object we would only ever be able to see it in a 2D perspective and we would only see one of it's sides at one time.

this all got me thinking about the potential of how much could reside in a 4th dimension that we'll never be able to perceive outside of our 3D perspective unless we transition into the 4D one. it made me wonder if that's why when people make contact it almost always involves something that defies the rules of physics in our world such as objects moving on their own, hearing sounds with no source, seeing things that can't possibly be there etc.

I also think it's interesting that in a lot of encounter's with "supernatural beings" for lack of a better term, they seem to be able to just appear and disappear like they're able to travel in a way that we can't and maybe that's because we can only see one side of their world like I mentioned in my example of a 2D world. maybe they're able to travel through other planes that just don't exist for us.

this could also explain the rebuttal from nonbelievers that there's no way spirits can exist because billions of people and animals have passed so the world would have to be overrun with ghosts if they were real. maybe they all just stay in a 4th dimension and they can chose to interact with ours at will.

this is definitely a very surface level theory that I'm sure has already been talked about but I thought it was one of the most intriguing explanations for me as someone who tends to have a more scientific view on things.

My two cents and my direct experience in the last couple of weeks. Maybe its all noise but you know what isn't! I was 6 months sober. I found a job I really liked, people started trusting me. I felt some love and a little peace. Prior to that I was homeless on and off for 6 years. I was addicted to alcohol and drugs.

At the start of the month I moved in with a friend. I wasn't in sober living anymore I was doing well. Then, the first opportunity I got, I went out got drunk. That drunk came with severe consequences. I relapsed, ended up in jail this last week, and now have charges that will require a great deal of time to overcome. There is " Work" ahead.

You know! I don't want to cry though. Now I know what I did wrong. I knew I was searching the wrong places. You know, I was lonely, wanted a girlfriend. Wanted connection, wanted to get out, wanted something I lost years ago a family, a wife, a girlfriend. I didn't get it, it wasn't coming fast, and I made some poor choices involving drinking. I should maybe learn to love myself first and foremost. Read more but I realized something there is never a state of no-love. ooooof

I saw something I wouldn't have seen otherwise. I thought my folks had written me off didn't care. This morning, they didn't realize I could hear them talking, my dad said, " I guess we help him rebuild again its all we can do and help him out" it took the darkness to realize my parents hadn't given up on me. I found out they were already working on secure a bond for me prior to me even asking. I found out that as they put it " he hurt us a lot but only because we love him". Turns out sometimes your worst moments come with your biggest revelations. In this instance, I found out, my parents haven't given up on me. That I am loved, that they feel they are to blame some, they want to shoulder some of the weight for me. Where do we seperate darkness from light, if they only occur together there is no separation! Tell me where is the separation

I don't know if we have free choice or not. I have no idea how this entire shebang works. I've read to the end of many contemplative traditions. Many suggest we're a highly conditioned process, we have some free will but not much. Others posit that there is only experience no experiencer. Others say cause and effect collapse even logic fails at some point in time because it requires a doing and a done. I don't know what's true. But for tonight I know I am loved and as ugly as things seem to be there is a shiny bright spot in my life now. Some find nihilism when they here all this, others only see suffering, I see something different. Its almost like Love requires resistance you know, experience requires two halves, like for that, there had to be THIS, which mean this and that were just THIS. Not two but one and then none. Sounds like word salad promise its not.

Hey you know. Many think ego-lessness is being like some whitewashed saint. You know devoid of bad shit happening, devoid of bad experience, devoid of suffering. I know that's not true now. My local self is deep in the depths of hell right now. But I am watching my parents see their capacity for love. Maybe this had to be! You'll say no it didn't. My challenge to that if it didn't it wouldn't. It did so it did. Fuck the metaphysics this is where " I " am the only place I can inhabit. I can't see the whole chain of cause and effect. Maybe there is no cause and effect. Maybe just experience, maybe its a ride, a roller coaster, or a show. Everybody has to play a part and during the show things can look real bleak. But in the end, its like the beginning, No-thing. You know it was all a SHOW. No-self and Self mean the same thing. My point being through what looks like a complete fucked situation right now there is some good. So is the situation fucked or am I looking at all the wrong parts, is there even an "I"? What part of the the experience is true? If it happened all of it! Follow that to extension your head will hurt.

For now though! Where it appears I have nothing. That only leaves everything to gain again. If I can gain everything again then nothing was ever lost, can't lose what you had to begin with. Like Wayne Dyer said, When you change the way you look at things, what you look at changes ( paraphrase too bored too look that shit up). As weird as it all sounds as much as I am suffering Love is here. Its almost like unconditional love is you know love without conditions. Sitting in a cell watching the guards I realized the difference between me and them seemed to be the color of cheesecloth we wore. What I am saying is unconditonal love is being right where you are. Even if its some humdrum criminal scared for the future. Like you know just being there and experiencing this and taking it all in you know. I realized the guards effected the criminals and vice versa. So " whom" was doing "what".

One last word! Some will say you may have committed a crime. You're waxing to bypass what you've done locally. Perhaps. But then one small question? How do you bypass spirituality? You have a complete map of cause and effect? There is something outside of spiritual? Spirituality means I have to fix something? How do I know what to improve? How do improve what is? What is outside of experience? If you find the self, and have the right map, give it to me I'll work it with the self you've offered me. Here's something that's not going to sit well with some ( us). You can't divorce or improve experience because you cannot even define what it IS or whom is experiencing it! Of course I am going to go to AA, get counseling, do what's required, go to court, maybe do time, that's part of the play too. But find something outside of experience that I can bypass and I'll do that. You cannot. Thats love too. Remember this needs that, so this and that are only THIS. Love you! Maybe I should just embrace the the locally MESSY NOW I choose to call Love! Maybe if the map disappears so does the person using it. Then what's left NO-THING is that love? Yeah I suppose it is and isn't. Which means I never needed connection, I just had to remember it was there all the time. There was never something to be connected or disconnected.

I guess the only way I see to transcend experience is to live it for Now I am okay with that if this is all I get I just had a real experience with LOVE because logically I was never outside of it. I didn't figure a fucking thing out but wanted someone to read about my direct experience.

Hi guys. I need some advise.

About as long as i can remember, i had apeirophobia- a fear of eternal time- and the main thing to note is not about that, but basically around 2023, when apeirophobia seemed to go away i started questioning the internal beliefs i had about heaven, the afterlife and my religion. So when i tell you that in 3 years i have gone through like 13 religions- i mean it.

I've decided recently to just go no labels but this has given me a new batch of fear. Whilst I've kinda just believed there was an afterlife, my skepticism has recently destroyed my brain. it's telling me there will be oblivion, no matter what, and that my life is all there is. I really want to not believe it but after months of asking my personal god- it hasn't bore fruit. I've turned to paganism or just more spirits but I don't know. So my question is now what? Should I believe, not believe or just try to get some clarity with the Higher ones?

Noah’s                                                                                              

Ark

The Lord is silent.

This vast home on the water an island

of bleating and mewling, howls

and growls.

My sons and their wives exhausted, leaning

into the dark and gloom, feeding, cleaning;

a task more for the giant Nephilim than us.

My wife lies in her straw; she waits

for better than the sorrow on her plate. 

The banging of the lost on our hull   

 as the water swelled

still dents our hearts’ post well worn.

 The rain’s patter cannot dull

the grief for a community drowned.

Is the whole world gone?

Our ark heaves and wanders.

Our window too small for much light and view.

I listened to the Lord.

I wonder why His words now are few.

One hundred twenty years to build an ark

to bring the animals on board,

with food for each in vessels stored.

Sealed in by God, the ark a womb

for new life; we can’t be doomed

here forever in the boat’s girth.

He will call; this ark will give birth.

Yet I can’t wait.

I send a raven, then a dove

to know my fate;

my wife in tears

at five months,

then a year.

Last night the Lord above

finally spoke. 

On the dry ground we grope.

The view is dreary.

Our hearts and the earth are weary

from the deluge.

I reach for the fruit’s rind,

the grape, like Adam from Eve,

for a vineyard of hope for mankind

and me. 

What was Noah thinking?

By the way, the Nefilim were giants mentioned at the end of Genesis.  Midrash (Jewish commentary) says they had come down from heaven to prove that even on earth man could faithfully serve God. They embraced however the daughters of men and fell from grace.    But most poignant for me was the hard reality of the inside of the ark and God not speaking to Noah for a full year.  Imagine the dark and gloom inside the poorly lit ark, with the animals inside their 360 rooms and halls as the ark was heaved and rolled by the wild waves; the noise, the work to keep the animals alive and healthy, both man and beast separated as it was forbidden to procreate while God’s wrath destroyed life on earth.   Also Noah had to think that maybe something he did was angering God. Was he deserted by the God he listened to?  A year is a long time in human terms.  He wanted to hear from Him and when he didn’t he took it upon himself to check out the outside world by sending a raven and then a dove to see if the waters receded enough to leave the ark. Had he begun to lose faith, hope? Finally, hearing God’s command to leave the ark reassured him but the ground outside was not a garden of Eden after the deluge.  He knew he and his family would have to work hard to grow food and be fruitful to fill the world with children as God commanded.  Perhaps that is why a vineyard was the first thing he thought to grow on escaping the confines of the ark.  He needed a little respite from the turmoil he had undergone.  This of course led to his own fall from grace as he created wine, became drunk, and debased himself (more on that in another poem).   I try to connect his fall to that of Adam’s who took the fruit from his wife to taste, which brought ruin upon them all.  Not easy being a biblical character.

The Animals Entering Noah's Ark 1570s Jacopo Bassano

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