by Byron100 » Mon 10 Sep 2007, 11:52:35
$this->bbcode_second_pass_quote('Heinekin', ']')I don't believe consciousness survives death, threadbear. I wish it did. I could be wrong, and I respect your views. I believe that death is like the period before you were born---a time all of us can reflect on. Nothingness; no elements of awareness whatsoever. Our individual lives are just flashes of light in the black eternity.
I'd like to respectfully disagree with this hypothesis, as I do believe that consciousness does exist outside the narrow window of birth and death. I could be wrong, of course, but I guess we all get to find out "for sure" at some point, huh?
For one thing, as a kid, I had constant, recurring dreams of me searching out my old home in New York (which I didn't even visit until I was 13), as well as having "memories" of being a WWII fighter pilot as a small child, and constant daydreams of getting into aerial dogfights with the Nazis (and getting shot down in the process). Past life? I'd like to think so, as why would I have dreamed about searching for my old home in New York when I'd never even been there (with the historical details of those dreams being quite accurate for the 1920-1940 time period)? Or my constant fascination with airplanes and especially WWII fighter planes at a very early age when I just wasn't exposed to that sort of stuff? So yeah, personally, I do think my "life" predates birth, either that, or I had a really strange imagination as a kid...LOL.
On a related note, I did have a very interesting experience once as a teen, when I ran my bike into a parked car at 30 mph, and blacked out for a few moments. My thought process went from seeing the front tire kiss the rear bumper of the car, to me floating in a black void, having no form at all. I didn't know who I was, where I was or when I was...just awareness in a formless, dimensionless void, with no sensation of feeling at all. Weird, I know. Then my brain "rebooted" itself, first coming up with *who* I was, then the *when* (placement in the current time line), and lastly, my physical location, at which point I regained full consciousness. Only then did I realize that I was sprawled out in a heap in front of the car, with the bike (now much shorter...LOL) lying next to me. It took another minute or two before I even felt the pain of my scraped-up leg, etc, and thankfully I didn't have any other serious injuries, although my Schwinn was no more...hehe.
A very interesting experience indeed, and one that reinforces my belief that consciousness can exist outside our current, and quite temporary, physical form.