Rehashing old musings
So, I am laying about because Meg had to go in to watch her sisters ki and coldn't stay ith me. Selfish, I know but it's simply how I feel. So I lay here letting random thoughts pass through my head in my own version of meditation. Two thoughts collided and I had an urge to write about them. Hence here I am posting. I believe it was within the past week a friend of mine made a comment about me that it is not that I never had a soul just that I no longer have one and I am collecting others to make myself a new one. Well I am fine with this as I find it cool and interesting. Also I have had worse things said about me. The other thought was from much longer ago and occured after a life altering event and I mean that literally. Anyway I had this dream that was really intense and filled with detail. I was at an auction and anything and everything was being auctioned. In fact the parts I feel make up a whole person were being auctioned, specifically my own. Now I sepperate a person into body, soul, mind, and heart. The body is quite straight forward. The soul I perceive as the core of a being that travels on when a mortal shell dies. For me it is ones spirituality and center. This will either be reincarnated or travel on to anothr plane of existence. Th mind is the souls experience in a given body. All the many things that happen and are recorded, forgotten and occur whether one realizes or not. It is also the source of personality. The heart is simply emotion and drive. That is to say this is how I relate to all of these things. To get on with the dream, my four parts were being auctioned off. lucky for me all the voices in my head got to bid together and we got our mind. That is the only thing we got. What I call heaven had the highest bid for my soul, what I call hell had the highest bid for my body, and I don't know who got my heart. It was not I nor the other two forces I mentioned. I know it was not a single entity or at least that is the feeling I get. The last thing I feel urged to write about is that those four thigs will always be connected in some way. This I fel is partially the cause of dreams, inspiration, nightmares, past life experiences and a whole assortment of generlly unexplainble or at least difficult to reliably account for things.