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Consciousness question

After checking the link, I find it was just a story of a bunch of dreams dreamt in the front seat of a car.

What was the point of that? I see none.
The point of what? A bunch of dreams in the front seat of my car? Obviously you don't have much of a penchant for detail. First of all it was a pickup truck, and second of all I was wide awake during half of these experiences. As for the song, Age of Aquarius, it speaks specifically of the notion of synchronicity.
 
Yes, but if I were to do so it would be a first (at least in your mind) now wouldn't it?
Why would that matter? Suppose I think it is a first, and you think it is a 50th. So what? If it is evidence, that is what matters.

Tell us what makes your particular front-seat dreams any different from another person's hallucinations? Is it the fact that they happened to you?
 
The point of what? A bunch of dreams in the front seat of my car? Obviously you don't have much of a penchant for detail. First of all it was a pickup truck, and second of all I was wide awake during half of these experiences. As for the song, Age of Aquarius, it speaks specifically of the notion of synchronicity.
It is a self indulgent, self centered, self-pitying combination of pseudo-psycology, new-age babble, random misdirections, egotistical allegories to ancient legends and a dump truck full of bad metaphors.

There's a good reason why it was never published, Iacchus. It is some of the worst writing ever done. But you are at least somewhat poetic, and you can normally use good grammar and good spelling. That puts you three plateaus above Edge, if that's any consolation.
 
So the idea is that you depend on some random physics occuring somewhere to solve all our problems? And they say materialists are the ones who depend too much on "material things" to solve our problems. At least we acknowledge that in order for there to be peace we must actually work. Some gravitational "flux" brainwashing everyone into happiness is your idea of paradise?

Oh and, okay, it's a truck. I call vans, trucks, and hummers "cars" all the time, though it's likely stepping on a few semantic toes.

By the way, you say you were awake but this seems like a pretty odd claim. Would it really help your case if you saw some spirit baby shoot into heaven as a hallucination from some psychidelic mushrooms instead of it being a dream? Yes, I'm assuming drugs and that is likely not the case, sorry, but the point is, who cares if you saw a bunch of crazy things?

What does that have to do with anything?
 
It is a self indulgent, self centered, self-pitying combination of pseudo-psycology, new-age babble, random misdirections, egotistical allegories to ancient legends and a dump truck full of bad metaphors.
If, in fact it happened the way I say it did which, is really all you can contend (this much I will concede), I have all the proof that I need. You do realize this don't you?

There's a good reason why it was never published, Iacchus. It is some of the worst writing ever done. But you are at least somewhat poetic, and you can normally use good grammar and good spelling. That puts you three plateaus above Edge, if that's any consolation.
Thanks, one of these days I may in fact re-write it.
 
I say publish it. I may think you're a total tool and ignoramus, but heck - a lot of worse writing has sold, and sold well. At least yours is colorful and imaginative. Why not make a buck or two off of it?
 
I say publish it. I may think you're a total tool and ignoramus, but heck - a lot of worse writing has sold, and sold well. At least yours is colorful and imaginative. Why not make a buck or two off of it?
Well, if it was purely fiction and, if I believed that death were the end of it all, sure, why not? At either rate, I'm beginning to wonder if it ever will get published. I seem so far removed from what happened anymore, that it almost seems like it happened to somebody else. Such is the nature of leading a solitary life I guess? Although admittedly I wouldn't have come to know what I know if it were otherwise.
 
By the way, you say you were awake but this seems like a pretty odd claim. Would it really help your case if you saw some spirit baby shoot into heaven as a hallucination from some psychidelic mushrooms instead of it being a dream? Yes, I'm assuming drugs and that is likely not the case, sorry, but the point is, who cares if you saw a bunch of crazy things?
Did you read the whole chapter? It doesn't sound like it. I draw several correlations in the middle and towards the end.
 
i have visions also when im awake and asleep when im sleeping and have them i usually wake up with souls going in circles near my ceiling the vision i think about most is the war being fought around us that we cant see by spirits i have been though this first hand when i did a 1080 while driving
 
I say publish it. I may think you're a total tool and ignoramus, but heck - a lot of worse writing has sold, and sold well. At least yours is colorful and imaginative. Why not make a buck or two off of it?
He'd have to find a publisher who would take it. Publishers won't publish something that won't sell (unless you are putting up a lot of your own money to back it.) And while there are plenty of publishers out there who will fill the shelves with new-age claptrap, it has to be interesting new-age claptrap. I'm afraid Iacchus' book can't clear that hurdle.
 
I disagree, Tricky. I think his dreams, with a little editing, could make for some interesting New-Age reading. I mean, compared to some of the recent works of Silver RavenWolf, Iacchus' material is clean, concise, interesting, and logical! :D
 
I've finally figured out that Iacchus thinks he is the god Dionysus. Iacchus is an epithet for Bacchus, the god of wine. With all the ramblings and references to dreams, it makes since. He should lay off the juice a bit.
 
I've finally figured out that Iacchus thinks he is the god Dionysus. Iacchus is an epithet for Bacchus, the god of wine. With all the ramblings and references to dreams, it makes since. He should lay off the juice a bit.

You are right! That would explain his funny answers in the line of: "Im not GOD, but something like that". Amazing, not only he believes in woo stuff, but now he thinks he is a god, I wonder, are we just mortal humans compared to him?
 
Oh, and I find that people who enjoy what they doing the most, tend to share the most.

Not to re-hash the same argument, but once again, I have to reiterate. Campbell SPECIFICALLY said "identifying that pursuit which you are truly passionate about and attempting to give yourself absolutely to it" is the key to finding success and serving your community. Again, I must state that "giving yourself absolutely" to an activity implies that you perform that activity to the exclusion of all other activities. I agree that you are more likely to find success by going down that route. I DO NOT agree that it is the best way to serve your community. It is the height of self-involvement to deliberately ignore the other members of that community by concentrating on your own passions.
 
You are right! That would explain his funny answers in the line of: "Im not GOD, but something like that". Amazing, not only he believes in woo stuff, but now he thinks he is a god, I wonder, are we just mortal humans compared to him?
Yes, we all have an immortal soul.
 
Yes, we all have an immortal soul.
"Yes" to which part?

Even when you appear to agree, you phrase yourself hazily.

Or do you say "yes" just out of habit, to try to make yourself seem like you are in agreement with those who actually know what they are talking about?
 
Merc, anytime you get tired of beating your head against this particular brick wall I've got kitty pictures ready to fly.

Just say the word.
 
I've finally figured out that Iacchus thinks he is the god Dionysus. Iacchus is an epithet for Bacchus, the god of wine. With all the ramblings and references to dreams, it makes since. He should lay off the juice a bit.
The title of the book is The Advent of Dionysus, and my first name which, is Dennis, comes from Dionysus. My mother had also succumbed to Hades in my early youth, and we began to explore the heights and depths of this after moving to the Wine Country in 1972. Needless to say I had become very unhappy and withdrawn as a teenager (my late teens), and it took me the next 15-20 years to examine what this was all about. The height of which occurred between the dates of March 2nd and March 4th in 1987 (after I had returned to live with my mother in 1986) which, strangely enough, coincides with this festival held in Dionysus' honor. Which, if it hadn't happened, there would be no other correlations, hence no book.

Obviously one had to be standing in my shoes to fully appreciate what happened, but then again that's the whole point now isn't it? I have no intention of changing what I've written any time soon.
 
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