talk to me about me living forever

I’ve read a lot of books about the afterlife. It is supposedly the place where we all end up although I’m not entirely sure we ever left.

An easy thing to think about is the prospect of rebirth, and the inevitable forgetting that that involves. After all, you really don’t want to take your fourteenth century self into the twenty second century, it just wouldn’t fit in. Besides, knowing all that old Spanish when you really want to learn the new Spanish would be endlessly confusing; and if your parents were the bitter enemies of your former allies, you may not be the bundle of joy they were contemplating.

The critical question might be who do you think you are?

We like to think that it's just ME reincarnating time and again; but what if the soul is bigger than ME? What if it stays deep in the after-place and spits out silly little ME to live and struggle and then reabsorbs ME back into itself when we get back home? Each of us, a fresh little bit of the whole thrust onto the earth to live anew, joyfully; or suffer painfully; or experience something of a balance of love and torture.

You can be thankful that you are more than what you believe; or frightened and angry that after a possibly painful life your identity is subsumed into a greater Being, which is possibly sufficient onto itself, living joyfully and immortally in la la land.

But Michael Newton, PH. D. actually described something like that in Journey of Souls a rather lengthy compendium of sessions with people describing their experiences in the times between incarnations while in a hypnotic state.

For those of us wanting an idea of what to expect when we step into the void it was a refreshing and no nonsense view of all the potential stuff that happens at the end. But there is a lot of variety, depending so much on who you are and what you were doing here.

Who you are is tied up with how long you have been around and doing stuff here; but more than that it is how many challenges and difficult circumstances you have been willing to accept.

Some souls have a genius; or talent. Lucky them.

My suspicion is that life on the other side is so vast that no book could do it justice. Almost as though a small travel guide would suffice to discuss any of the major countries, or even minor countries on the face of the earth.

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