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Knowing in Advance
Time and space are not constants. It is more a Swiss cheese than a solid supportive object, and there have been many examples of it. For me it’s a pretty frequent event, and I suspect that many people experience it but it gets lost in the mental shuffle. Premonitions, a.k.a. pre-cognition, knowing in advance. We…
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Human View
We created science with the notion that observation could reveal laws of reality. That it could be understood and used to permit us more of what we desire. Freedom, power, health. This has proven true at least for the most part, but we hold the superstition that there are these little closed systems. Little splinter…
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All Connected
Our ideas aren’t necessary for events to happen, but they do influence. For all functional purposes our ideas govern our lives. When you see an event “in advance” there isn’t any time, you just see the event. Like quantum mechanics action at a distance. The event is the event whether it has “happened” or not,…
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Feel the Pulse of Life
Is it best to practice random acts of kindness? Yes, and I can say from personal experience. I have been no great success in life. Not ridiculously wealthy, or famous, or privileged, but many times I have avoided harm by having seen that effect and living according to it. Even spared a sibling of mine who…
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Shape Your World
Category: Premonition
Events are constructs of energy. Exchanges in time and space. Some are more concrete than others, but on the whole there is that feeling of incompleteness about it and it becomes more solid when you get closer. Actualizes more as energy builds. You tap into it most basically with empathy, feeling the pulse of life. Trust the thought will take you where you need to be, and don’t try to push it. It is almost like the world is a big voting booth, and what we get is what gets supported.
“I fear, too early, for my mind misgives some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, shall bitterly begin his fearful date with this night’s revels, and expire the term of a despised life closed in my breast, by some vile forfeit of untimely death. But He that hath the steerage of my course direct my sail.” William Shakespeare