User blog:Urkelbot666/Human Existence... Some nonsense thoughts I have...

Your memory begins, and your memory, perhaps, ends. Yet what can be called existence? Everything that happens between point A, and point B? Is all that one remembers exclusive to his or her existence? Is one's existence exclusive to what one remembers?

You dream some nights. Sometimes it is a nightmare. You are chased without provocation, attacked without reason, free falling without knowledge of leaving terra firma. Other nights, you may find yourself in a pleasant jaunt into the id. Sharing a guffaw with current, or long gone friends, making violent, yet welcomed, even pleaded for love to a partner out of reach in the conscious world, or maybe just sitting comfortably with a parent or sibling.

Perhaps, other nights you materialize plunging into an indecipherable pool of consciousness so indefinitely deep, or conversely, shallow that it scares, or baffles you. You watch a television program with no clear meaning, you speak to a barely recognizable acquaintance, or perhaps rise, and prepare yourself for a day of school or work, only to re-enter the waking world to do the same thing over.

Does our existence begin and end at any specific point in what we perceive to be time? Do we exist in various planes, or forms of consciousness at once? Am I, are we the product of our own perceived experiences, or is there more?

Do we exist on planes beyond our understanding? Do the events occurring within these planes affect how we feel? Is it possible that what we consider existence is merely a mathematical equation being worked through by a version of what we consider ourselves, but in a higher state of consciousness?

Is our entire existence but a test question being worked through by a student on a plane of existence so advanced we cannot understand it? Who is to say that our algebraic equations exist only in our consciousness? Perhaps, every time we work through a “Y=MX+B” equation on a scrap of paper, we in our third dimensional plane, are affecting the existences, nay, the lives of beings we deem lower than ourselves?

Many of us would like to think that we are part of a consciousness, an existence larger than our own. However, how often do we think of what that may mean? The ramifications that may entail. There is no end to come to while thinking of this. I feel our best plan of action is to come to terms with the fact that whether our existence is eternal, or fleeting, it is. And that is more than some get to say.