I kind of have a thing like Gibbering Moron said. My best friend and I were thinking one day, and we were talking about how everyone kind of has their own world. I have my world. The only thing I really know is that I am me. Everything in my world, to me, is real. But for some reason it's hard to think that other people have their own worlds too. Sometimes I'll see a random person in the street and think, "What are they thinking? Do they see what I see?" and my mind gets kind of lost in an abyss where nothing seems real. Another thing is my best friend said well if the people here have their own worlds, do people in our dreams have their own worlds too? Are they just as real as we believe we are? And if people in dreams have worlds, are we just a moving world in another person's dream? I've been doing a lot of thinking and reminicing on really early memories lately and I've found that when you're a little kid, everything seems almost like a dream. Nothing in this world really makes sense, it only does once its laws are explained to us by people who were here before we even existed. And so everything's really sort of a dream, but its laws are slowly becoming really definable and we are born learning that these laws are facts of how our universe runs.
But anyway, just something to think about. And back to the topic, I believe that we go to Heaven or Hell. I believe that the dead can visit us in our dreams. My Grandfather passed away a little more than a year ago now, and he's visited me twice in my dreams, just signs to show me that he's happy. I know it's him because he will appear out of no where. He's not a part of the dream I was having at all, and he's not a part of the next one, but he's just there. He smiled at me to show me he was alright. Sometimes I get a stray thought in my head about what if our spirit stays in our body after we die? The body stops to function, but the spirit remains in it? I guess it doesn't make much sense, but it was just a random thought.
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