Today as I sat in my room, I looked out the window at the sky and just stared at the green of the leaves on the tree tops and the big white fluffy cloud gently rolling to the horizon. So yes, I do take time out to look at the world around me. It's a beautiful place.
In response to the last paragraph, I have read fictional and non-fictional versions of what you describe, and though I can offer no proof beyond that genetics do play a huge role in who we are, your theory would greatly explain why in almost all my dreams I am not myself, and those in the dream are people I do not know, even though while in the dream, I do know who everyone is, even myself. It is only when I wake do I ask, "who were all those people. And why was I a guy!?" It's happens so frequently that I stopped wondering, and just enjoyed the stories that played out in my mind. Wouldn't that be strange if my dreams were the lives of those long dead? What do you suppose the purpose of these dreams might be, if there is one at all?
2006-07-01 20:37:04
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answered by mia_violenza 3
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I use to find myself stuck in the rat race. With my mind closed and eyes dead. Then I noticed I started to miss things. I missed spending time with my daughter growing up because I was working more than anything else. With my second daughter that all changed. I started to watch the sun come up with the wonder of a brand new day. Something new, something to be explored and something of a challenge. I enjoy breathing in the fresh air, watching the flowers grow and bloom. I take the time now to appreciate all that's around me before it's too late.
2006-07-01 20:50:54
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answered by sakura4eternity 5
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We do reincarnate. We come back as different people. But we are all connected in some way. I love my world. I love the sun I love the moon. It's here for a reason and to not acknowledge it. Well you don't know what you are missing. This worlds moves to fast. We all need to just slow down, and enjoy what we got before it's too late.
2006-07-01 20:32:11
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answered by Vero 1
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After 18 yrs of manic psychosis and now, 8 yrs of recovery, I walk in the park of mother earth every day to acclaim the wonder of God. I am so lost in HIS forest of his birds, trees, flowers, stones, squirrels and ground hogs. I find God the Father in mother earth. This puts my soul easy with God the Son. God the Holy Spirit then guides me on my Journey. I miss nothing now. I only and sad that my children have suffered while I was so sick.
2006-07-01 20:51:33
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answered by Anonymous
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firstly: we see those things which are important to us. but i think that you are asking if we see the wonders and importance of our daily lives. some people don´t. but i think that you do not have the right to judge them, or tell them that they are wrong, for they should live their lives otherwise. every person should live as they feel it is right to. every person should have this right. if they regret having lived like that, it means they have never learned to find out what is important to them (and in this case it is their fault).
secondly: if you didn´t already, read Frank Herbert - ¨The Dune Series¨
2006-07-02 00:29:27
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answered by Lizzie Black 2
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who says dreams are in your genes? certainly not anyone related to the field of study of genetics.
Your smokin' on the crazy new age pseudo-philosophy pipe.
2006-07-01 20:53:36
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answered by mezizany 3
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