Thoughts

10 Lives to Find Yourself

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That title was initially for a short story I thought, but it turns out it was a deeper idea, put to one side until it is time to revisit it. I have had an interest in the idea of reincarnation for a few decades and have theorised myself on it as a concept and process. But hearing accounts of experiences said to be put forth by mostly children, and some adults who don’t ‘just grow out of it’, it’s quite compelling.

I considered it years ago when giving thought to imaginary friends and how the mind might create such elaborate ideas with what appeared to be limited life experience at that time. And a multitude of psychological ideas and reasonings get put forward, which all seem quite solid on their logic. Overactive imagination, loneliness, creativity, and other words given to make it all seem normal and childish. Despite the fact that some of the ‘imagined experiences’ are quite detailed, adult and sometimes a bit horrific.

One of my short stories crosses into this realm slightly, and one I have published in A Short Walk, and have just put on here too. It’s called Dead Until Twelve, and I realise that I have always thought there was a recycling process of what I guess we would call the soul. That there are lessons to be learnt, information to be gathered and as Gandalf said in The Two Towers ‘I have been sent back, until my task is done’.

I also revisit the thoughts of Hyperphantasia and how I have described it as a feeling of overlayed memories trying to get through, but not quite sure which life they are from – another article is in progress about Deja-Vu which I think may stray into this subject somewhat. I would also suggest watching Dark City (if you haven’t taken the hint from my many previous mentions), for an idea of how messing with and swapping the memories of lifetimes can create a somewhat thin or strained state of mind in some. Perhaps that is part of the need for so much medication and conditioning, to replace what it is we are born knowing or to make it seem like a strange movie we watched long ago, or that our imagination is playing tricks on us. Which may well be the case, but I get the feeling in some cases, it really isn’t…

(c) K Wicks

Into Thin Air

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Funny how a saying you have heard or been familiar with all your life, can suddenly lead to a thought.

This one being ‘disappeared into thin air’. Now, the fact that they had disappeared is what clearly took my attention when read, or said in the past, when reading of unsolved mysteries of people, planes or other things disappearing. And the thought then lingers of what and when, and when you get to the how, ideas of the Bermuda Triangle, or magnetic interference gets given time, and people can befall all sorts of incidents which may lead to them perishing. But now I consider the dimensional portal theory idea again.

I gave the opposite idea thought in my article Appearing from Nowhere, of when people or things appear from what would be deemed thin air. But instead of a particular thing or person being the object of interest, it is now the air itself – because I didn’t think about that ‘nowhere’ actually being somewhere after all. So is there a thickness to the air that is beyond what we originally thought? We say the air gets thin the higher you go up, less oxygen making it harder to breath and for life to sustain itself, so the concept is there. But what if dimensional differences are really as thin as air, like a stack of repeating 2D sheets building up to create our 3D world, what we feel and breath and know as air.

Could it be that when air is ‘thin’ it become like a super thin sheet of paper between dimensions, so someone can step through it without even noticing it. And you wouldn’t even know what happened, as with the people left in the place you came from. Like an invisible Portal, not having a fixed position or definable size, yet is always there, maybe along the lines of The Bit In Between which speculated about their being layers of firmament as a container type enclosure. Because I realise now perhaps there are many others layers, a bit closer to the surface than I had first thought…

(c) K Wicks