We all try to understand as best we can. Sometimes we use historical accounts or allegories or tales of devine inspiration to anchor our beliefs. But still, much of the time we find ourselves adrift. Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going?
Even though we don't know, way down deep, we all want to believe something. Currently, I look for God in science. Science tells me that we have about 5 senses and that everything that we are comes to us through those 5 senses. Hmmm...wonder which sense makes us feel love.
Anyway, I have a postulate. I just got it yesterday when I watched the movie Hangover. From out of nowhere, I could almost see and hear my dead father's laughter at the plot. Not hearing voices or anything, but just a feeling that he was there. Not scientific at all. Except it sponned a thought.
What if our life of the 5 senses drowns out a whole other facit of our existence? What if it drowns out someting very subtle; the part of me that imagines my dad laughing at "Hangover". Could it be that when we die, and the 5 senses drop away, that we will return to a communal consciousness? But, in reality, we will not return. We will be part of the shared consciousness that we always were part of. It was just the momentary interlude of the senses that kept us apart from everyone else. Thence the longing for oneness with others. Thence the reality of my dead father laughing at a movie made after his death. We know so little.
I really love these strange little thoughts, when I get them. I show them to you like a little child would show a new discovery to his parents.
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