Since I missed blogging yesterday, let's do two blog posts today. It could arguably be made to be three, but eh, I'll figure out some awkward segue into the second topic somewhere. This will be a bit of a lengthy blog post, too, though not nearly as long as it should be, in all probability. (I don't know, I haven't typed it, yet, but given what I'm setting out to type I have little doubt I won't be as thorough as I want to be.)
For starters, my ring was instantly noticed by my family, though given it's still in the season, they didn't think much of it. I'll probably have to take it off for family nights from now on, though, because the season's over. (I don't want to draw too much attention to it.) I also take it off during work (which I had today, subbing for someone briefly), but only when on the guard chair. I've found that my finger has already gotten so used to the ring that my hand feels weird not having it on.
So I think I'll continue to wear it for the majority of the day the majority of the week. It feels good, both sensually and mentally, to have on there. And whenever the ring is absent, my finger feels like it's missing something. I've become addicted to having makeshift jewelry on me. My hairties plus my glow-in-the-dark wristband are makeshift bracelets, my whistle for work is a makeshift necklace, my bat-ring is a makeshift ring, all that's left to complete the package would be makeshift earrings! (Yeah, that...won't happen. Ever. Just too much a risk.)
Speaking of things that happened yesterday, though, recently I encountered a person that is interesting. (Well, technically, I encountered them a while back, but this is the first time I heard them explain what they are in actual detail.) Basically, they're a multiple-personality person. The original personality, by description of the second and now currently dominant personality, experimented with dreams, reaching full lucidity in them and apparently experimenting with time in them (think loosely like Inception), until eventually, by creating the second personality, the original personality ascended to godhood.
What I found interesting about the description, though, is that I have a CF friend who holds weird beliefs and says they have become a god, too. It's just that in their case, it's through the occult. The occult granted that person access to basically parallel dimensions, a sort of spirit (or maybe even dream--maybe you can see where this is going) realm, where their true self was shown, and they interact with things we understand to be deities on a daily basis, some good, some evil, some just weird, some that just show favoritism, a whole bunch of variety like that.
I've touched on that before in this blog, I think, and I just felt like reinforcing that I've always found that sort of thing interesting. And I admit that I developed a bit of a theory that maybe these two people who both had reached godhood had reached the same thing, just by different methods. And, yes, this carries an implication with it: for me to think this, obviously it means that I believe it. While I realize that makes me a bit of a crazy lady...yes, I actually do.
Why?
Well...because I do. I fully believe, after all, there's a scientific explanation for everything. We just don't necessarily know what that explanation is. There's SO much that our current understanding of science cannot explain, that we KNOW for a fact happens. And there are certain things that even science has only its best guess on, theories rather than actual indisputable proof. Why NOT have those sorts of things exist? Maybe not in the sense that they are experienced. Maybe the godhood of dreams isn't true godhood, maybe the occult is themselves only witnessing their interpretation of things and doesn't have the picture perfect, maybe so, but that also doesn't mean they're entirely wrong, either.
There's things that ancient cultures believe about that science hasn't been able to pin down yet, but which the ancient cultures did (and sometimes still do), producing results. For instance, ki/chi/xi/chakra/whatever you call it. I believe it exists. It doesn't, as far as I know, allow me to blast a building into smithereens. But I fully believe that bodily energy exists. Science hasn't been able to prove it does, but it has some reasonably-solid results suggesting it does.
Basically, I have an open mind to the world being...not nearly as much as we tend to think it of being, of it being a mere fraction of the actual truth, of the actual world. Science might be able to show us everything in theory, but in practice, science has a lot of the same limitations as religion, with the two being more intertwined than most rational people are willing to admit. Many, many scientific breakthroughs were dismissed by people at the time, simply because it was outside their current rules, their current laws, of how the world worked. Yet time and time again, the breakthroughs were proven real, and then later became the new norm.
That's generally why a good scientist doesn't instantly dismiss this stuff as crazy, all at the risk of potentially being labeled crazy themselves. They'll point out the weaknesses, they'll maintain skepticism, they'll feel it out to see if it has a potential to be real, but not openly dismiss it as being entirely impossible. After all...think about it. How much sci-fi has resemblance to fantasy? Sci-fi is, explicitly, fantasy in space, with things like elves turning into things like Vulcans.
...Now think: how much of that sci-fi has not only become real, but in many cases, been surpassed and even made to look dated? If you think about what the computers in Star Trek were capable of compared to what an average smartphone can do these days, the smartphone wins by a hands-down landslide, yet alone, supercomputers we have these days. That's through scientific and technological breakthrough.
Now think about our understanding of the human body. We've been studying the human body for thousands of years, and we STILL don't know everything about body and mind. Miracles that defy explanation, things that we simply don't know how they could happen being accurately recorded as having happened, mental conditions we're beginning to know more about, the relationship between chemicals and suchforth in the body, everything we know about our bodies and minds is rapidly, rapidly evolving.
And who's to say this is any different? It's certainly outside the norm. But what if the world we know, the world that operates by the rules we know, isn't the entirety of the world? There's some scientific backing for this idea, at the very least. (What if, for instance, dark matter and/or dark energy were actually things from this ethereal plane?) The world is full of mysteries yet to be fully explored. And people saying they have this sort of existence, this godhood, fascinate me, because I think they're doing exactly that.
I think, I really think, they're AT LEAST partially right. That they've stumbled upon a realm we don't really know yet, in spite of our efforts to get there. They've said what they've seen, and while it's possible they're just loonies, it's just as possible to me if not moreso that they're onto something. Because in my view, it actually makes more sense that way. I don't believe every claim of the paranormal out there--there are plenty of people who make this stuff up, to scare others and/or to get attention, and/or because they're crazy.
But I don't believe every claim is false, I don't believe every case being documented is a hoax, I no longer hold a "I'll believe it when I see it" mentality as I did when I was younger (I never did hold an outright feeling of it being fake, though), even though I do have some healthy dosage of skepticism behind them. I hold belief, faith, that there's at least some truth behind these stories, these documentaries, these things, because to me?
I have to hold that fundamental belief that there's more to our world than...what we know of our world. It's what makes more sense to me, and it's also a belief that makes me feel more happy. 'Cause, honestly, if there's nothing else. If we're it. The highest form of life, that just vanishes into nothingness on death. Especially if we're the only life in the universe? As unlikely as that sounds to me. If that were the case.
Life would suck.
So having a lil' supernatural in my life? Fully fine by me. Even if the result is that I get labeled a nutjob.
For starters, my ring was instantly noticed by my family, though given it's still in the season, they didn't think much of it. I'll probably have to take it off for family nights from now on, though, because the season's over. (I don't want to draw too much attention to it.) I also take it off during work (which I had today, subbing for someone briefly), but only when on the guard chair. I've found that my finger has already gotten so used to the ring that my hand feels weird not having it on.
So I think I'll continue to wear it for the majority of the day the majority of the week. It feels good, both sensually and mentally, to have on there. And whenever the ring is absent, my finger feels like it's missing something. I've become addicted to having makeshift jewelry on me. My hairties plus my glow-in-the-dark wristband are makeshift bracelets, my whistle for work is a makeshift necklace, my bat-ring is a makeshift ring, all that's left to complete the package would be makeshift earrings! (Yeah, that...won't happen. Ever. Just too much a risk.)
Speaking of things that happened yesterday, though, recently I encountered a person that is interesting. (Well, technically, I encountered them a while back, but this is the first time I heard them explain what they are in actual detail.) Basically, they're a multiple-personality person. The original personality, by description of the second and now currently dominant personality, experimented with dreams, reaching full lucidity in them and apparently experimenting with time in them (think loosely like Inception), until eventually, by creating the second personality, the original personality ascended to godhood.
What I found interesting about the description, though, is that I have a CF friend who holds weird beliefs and says they have become a god, too. It's just that in their case, it's through the occult. The occult granted that person access to basically parallel dimensions, a sort of spirit (or maybe even dream--maybe you can see where this is going) realm, where their true self was shown, and they interact with things we understand to be deities on a daily basis, some good, some evil, some just weird, some that just show favoritism, a whole bunch of variety like that.
I've touched on that before in this blog, I think, and I just felt like reinforcing that I've always found that sort of thing interesting. And I admit that I developed a bit of a theory that maybe these two people who both had reached godhood had reached the same thing, just by different methods. And, yes, this carries an implication with it: for me to think this, obviously it means that I believe it. While I realize that makes me a bit of a crazy lady...yes, I actually do.
Why?
Well...because I do. I fully believe, after all, there's a scientific explanation for everything. We just don't necessarily know what that explanation is. There's SO much that our current understanding of science cannot explain, that we KNOW for a fact happens. And there are certain things that even science has only its best guess on, theories rather than actual indisputable proof. Why NOT have those sorts of things exist? Maybe not in the sense that they are experienced. Maybe the godhood of dreams isn't true godhood, maybe the occult is themselves only witnessing their interpretation of things and doesn't have the picture perfect, maybe so, but that also doesn't mean they're entirely wrong, either.
There's things that ancient cultures believe about that science hasn't been able to pin down yet, but which the ancient cultures did (and sometimes still do), producing results. For instance, ki/chi/xi/chakra/whatever you call it. I believe it exists. It doesn't, as far as I know, allow me to blast a building into smithereens. But I fully believe that bodily energy exists. Science hasn't been able to prove it does, but it has some reasonably-solid results suggesting it does.
Basically, I have an open mind to the world being...not nearly as much as we tend to think it of being, of it being a mere fraction of the actual truth, of the actual world. Science might be able to show us everything in theory, but in practice, science has a lot of the same limitations as religion, with the two being more intertwined than most rational people are willing to admit. Many, many scientific breakthroughs were dismissed by people at the time, simply because it was outside their current rules, their current laws, of how the world worked. Yet time and time again, the breakthroughs were proven real, and then later became the new norm.
That's generally why a good scientist doesn't instantly dismiss this stuff as crazy, all at the risk of potentially being labeled crazy themselves. They'll point out the weaknesses, they'll maintain skepticism, they'll feel it out to see if it has a potential to be real, but not openly dismiss it as being entirely impossible. After all...think about it. How much sci-fi has resemblance to fantasy? Sci-fi is, explicitly, fantasy in space, with things like elves turning into things like Vulcans.
...Now think: how much of that sci-fi has not only become real, but in many cases, been surpassed and even made to look dated? If you think about what the computers in Star Trek were capable of compared to what an average smartphone can do these days, the smartphone wins by a hands-down landslide, yet alone, supercomputers we have these days. That's through scientific and technological breakthrough.
Now think about our understanding of the human body. We've been studying the human body for thousands of years, and we STILL don't know everything about body and mind. Miracles that defy explanation, things that we simply don't know how they could happen being accurately recorded as having happened, mental conditions we're beginning to know more about, the relationship between chemicals and suchforth in the body, everything we know about our bodies and minds is rapidly, rapidly evolving.
And who's to say this is any different? It's certainly outside the norm. But what if the world we know, the world that operates by the rules we know, isn't the entirety of the world? There's some scientific backing for this idea, at the very least. (What if, for instance, dark matter and/or dark energy were actually things from this ethereal plane?) The world is full of mysteries yet to be fully explored. And people saying they have this sort of existence, this godhood, fascinate me, because I think they're doing exactly that.
I think, I really think, they're AT LEAST partially right. That they've stumbled upon a realm we don't really know yet, in spite of our efforts to get there. They've said what they've seen, and while it's possible they're just loonies, it's just as possible to me if not moreso that they're onto something. Because in my view, it actually makes more sense that way. I don't believe every claim of the paranormal out there--there are plenty of people who make this stuff up, to scare others and/or to get attention, and/or because they're crazy.
But I don't believe every claim is false, I don't believe every case being documented is a hoax, I no longer hold a "I'll believe it when I see it" mentality as I did when I was younger (I never did hold an outright feeling of it being fake, though), even though I do have some healthy dosage of skepticism behind them. I hold belief, faith, that there's at least some truth behind these stories, these documentaries, these things, because to me?
I have to hold that fundamental belief that there's more to our world than...what we know of our world. It's what makes more sense to me, and it's also a belief that makes me feel more happy. 'Cause, honestly, if there's nothing else. If we're it. The highest form of life, that just vanishes into nothingness on death. Especially if we're the only life in the universe? As unlikely as that sounds to me. If that were the case.
Life would suck.
So having a lil' supernatural in my life? Fully fine by me. Even if the result is that I get labeled a nutjob.
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