Thousands of years ago, the afterlife was simple. The rules were set. The good went up. The bad went down. But people grew to dislike these rules, so they changed them. Everything became grey. The waiting rooms overflowed. Order was lost.
The aether is more malleable than you think.
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A fatal flaw of the human condition is our need to attribute meaning to things where there is none. Every human experience, every interaction between us and our surroundings is simply our brains processing electrical signals. Our sensory organs equate to nothing more than gauges like that of a submarine. Inside a sub, men act as the nervous system. Special instruments take in raw data, translate it to a reading, which the people inside use to make decisions on what to do. But those people aren't actually seeing the area around the submarine, only what the gauges read. We generally have the feeling of being something within the body, but not the entire body itself. We feel like passengers riding along in the head, the brain. Our senses are the readings captured by our special instruments ie: skin, eyes, ears, tongue.
Our brain is the crew manning the ship that is our body. We never truly see the world around us. Electrical signals are sent from our sensory organs through the nervous system and the brain reconstructs it into a familiar form. But this is not reality. It is a hologram projected in our minds simulating what the world seems to be. It is advantageous to survival to be able to form a picture of our surroundings so we can anticipate danger or opportunity, then act quicker in seizing it. Consequently, our brains attribute value systems onto certain common indicators. Things that help us are "good," things harmful to us are "bad."
But things aren't "good" or "bad." Things just are and our entire perspective of the universe is grossly skewed. Even our scientists, our "unbiased observers" fall prey to this way of thinking. Just because we share a common denominator with the cosmos doesn't mean that we are the universe and the universe is us. It just means we are made of the same materials. Super abundant, highly compatible materials.
Another great example of a positive spin on a scientific fact is popular factoid that the heart of our galaxy smells like a bit of raspberries and rum. These are both nice things, and we like thinking that our galaxy is pleasant. They say this because the center of our galaxy was found to contain ethyl formate, which is partially responsible for the flavor of raspberries and the smell of rum. What they neglect to tell you is it is a central nervous system depressant that in high concentrations can cause narcosis in minutes and death in a few hours. But we don't run around saying how wonderful it is that the heart of our galaxy is full of death liquid.
WAKE UP
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