The self that we think we are, were or will be, is merely an expression of attachment, something we like to love when discontent is at a low ebb. The self is a bauble, a plaything, a vehicle that takes us places and plonks us down to play the game at the local level…
My mother didn’t take too well to my passing, a bit ugly for sure, nothing anyone would want to relish, but it was over in a flash, about thirty seconds of agony and then, whoosh, I was gone…
That’s the ones you’d like to forget. The ones that eased your path from ambition to success. The ones that secured possessions and status. The ones that delivered partners, the ones that seemed so willing when your shine was bright and promising. The ones that cut some corners, the ones that etiquette could do without. The dispensable ones. The ones that could easily disappear in the daily charge to connection and convenience. Now it looks more like getting ahead while standing still. Or the spiral that really was a circle. Oh, how I deluded myself!
“Immortality Unleashed” is a new series of essays, explorations and discussions of how this life looks once the bogeyman of mortality is bypassed by the discoveries and insights explored in the previous series “Journey To Knowing”.
As I detail my discovery and extended exploration of the mysteries surrounding our essential being, demonstrating the various methods of ditching the blinders and limitations of any and all belief systems assumed after birth and often inherited from past lives, I often compare my state of being convinced to those of others equally satisfied. The process of becoming convinced continues to fascinate the ‘me’ who finds himself so.
Shocking but true. Or maybe not so shocking. Happens all the time doesn’t it? Open the paper, read the news, check Twitter or whatever. It’d be more noticeable if he disemboweled me and fried the intestines for breakfast. But I was just disappeared with a plausible back up story. And they disappeared me in the best way: right out in the open, the mangled corpse, the wrecked car. My first funeral really.
In this episode, Amy and Clay explore Atlantis and learn a terrible secret that cannot be ignored.
Reading this episode may show you how to peer into another dream, whether it be a past, present, or simultaneous one. Perhaps you can try it out when you become lucid tonight!
Being Born Again is a new series by, Gordon Phinn. He writes adventurous and exciting original stories based on his years of otherworldly and afterlife experiences and some of the people he came into contact with that were, Being Born Again. “I see these stories, fictions employing my knowledge of afterlife conditions and my writer’s […]
Sovereign Abilities is proud to bring you, Gordon Phinn’s new fictional series – Being Born Again. In this new series, Gordon writes original stories based on his years of otherworldly and afterlife experiences and some of the people he came into contact with that were, Being Born Again. Enjoy, Delaying The Inevitable.
The Deity Is Not Up For Discussion, was conceived and composed as something of a social satire on life in the 90’s where I live, the western suburbs of Toronto, Canada. I also wanted to contrast the OBE experiences of a newbie who cannot believe what he is experiencing while sleeping with the so-called normal […]