Lonello I want to thank you for defending this topic, but it wasn't necessary. I am not anti-Christian, but the goal of this topic was not to get bogged down in religious dogma and scripture. From the time we are born we are programmed. Whether it's our parents, the church, school, friends or the school of hard knocks.
Self awareness and reflection is not commonly found. As I said humans flutter from one thought to the next most of their lives. We have a relatively poor grasp of history in the US and kindness is often perceived as weakness. Compassion for other humans is learned behavior and it is not an easy lesson. It appears we live in a dog eat dog world and left to our own devices the strong will always rule over the weak. Wall Street is filled with sociopaths. It's almost a prerequisite.
So when I sit quietly alone in meditation or simply self reflection, I listen to the sounds of the bird chirping, smell the grass or flowers and my senses are alive. Maybe I see a sunset or a rainbow and I am in awe. I feel very fortunate that I am able to perceive all these things. I don't feel the need to attribute this sensation to a God or a Higher Power. It is what it is and my perceptions overwhelm me with what I refer to as bliss or simply beauty. Some people rarely feel joy and when they look at rose, all they see and feel are the thorns.
Most of the players here are much younger than I am. When the hourglass of time seems like more days are behind me than in front it has changed my perception or awareness. I feel I am growing more conscious or more aware. Life seems more precious.
My fear is not to lose my life more than it is to lose the memories. They are as fragile as butterfly wings. When I was in my 30-50s I was a busy bee. Running around trying to get more of everything. More was better than less. I had good times and bad times, but now they are just filed away in the synapsis of my brain. Some I remember fondly and some I cannot find at all.
I can only tell you what my brain receives from my 5 senses. I see people who live out their days in nursing homes cut off from their family and losing their memories. They are confused. Whether this is natural order of things is irrelevant to me. They are losing who they were. They cannot discern reality from a dream. So I start to wonder what is the difference between reality and a dream? When I am dreaming it all seems real, but when I am awake I cannot recall the dreams or they don't make sense. They don't fit.
I'll be the first to say I don't know how I got here or what happens when one dies. I don't find it odd that the younger people who make up most of Stratego Forum do not question their very existence. I am not surprised that some are drawn to religion as a means of explaining the unexplainable.
Science has made significant advances in the last hundred years. We now have interstate highways, automobiles, fly in jumbo jets all over the world, connect with each other via cell phones that reach across the globe and many more modern technological advances have given us freedom from lives of drudgery and dawn to dusk workdays. All this while much of the world suffers from food insecurity, limited or no access to clean water, modern plumbing, basic electricity and healthcare.
One day technology will take us to the stars. Perhaps we will find a means of travel beyond the speed of light and colonize habitable planets. We may even one day discover how the universe came into existence. Hopefully we will evolve beyond the need for a meatsuit and the wetware we call a brain. However, right now medical science can prove that the human body is a universe unto itself.
Unlike some who await the end of days, I look forward to the future generations with hope and adventure. I won't live in this lifeform to experience it, but some of you just might. Perhaps my consciousness will evolve and I will be able to overcome time and space. To travel anywhere in the blink of an eye.
I sometimes imagine reincarnation and I think of this quote as well. “We choose our next world through what we learn in this one. Learn nothing, and the next world is the same as this one, all the same limitations and lead weights to overcome.”
Maybe “We will begin to touch the heavens in the moment that we touch conscious perfection. And that isn’t going a thousand miles an hour, or a million, or traveling at the speed of light. Because any number is a limit, and perfection doesn’t have limits. Perfect speed, is being there.”
This all sound great and is stored in my memories, but right now I am limited by my lack of understanding. Even this game can befuddle me as I make the same mistakes over and over again, but sometimes I am listening to my teacher and I can see the game clearly, I think "aha now I get it!" Then I come crashing back to earth again.
Some say it is not getting knocked down that matters. It is getting back up to try again.
Edited by queenbee1, 09 October 2016 - 06:52 AM.