I use to wonder myself, so what is it? A void? Another person (if reincarnation is your thing?) And I don't exactly know what the answer is when it comes to christianity... And even though I am somewhat still Christian, who's to say that death doesn't just make us enter another void of nothingness? Not trying to provoke arguments or idea's on the afterlife, but simply an answer to my main question here (where we were before we were born). Ofcourse there is no real answer, but any idea's?
I was transmitted through the television from outerspace into my dad's sperm and then I swam 1,000 human miles to rest in a soggy tube and eat leftovers for nine months, then I squeezed my way out of my mothers va jay-jay and lit up a smoke.
Ew, I was expecting more serious responses but whatever. I meant physically being, I don't believe you'd remember being a sperm and if you're going to put it that way remember there was a time before your father was born too.
I was being serious...I believe there was a life BEFORE this ...and AFTER this...we keep evolving...there isnt an END...there are just LIVES.........
I cant remember WHOLLY. I remember very very slightly, and only every now and then. It comes and goes, which i guess is understandable. Deja vu and things i guess. People i just know ive met before. And special moments... I was different, but not so much that i dont recognise myself in the memories. I dont know where i was. It could have been Earth i guess, maybe a different planet, maybe i wasnt physical for a while. But something of me lived somewhere or in some time I definitely believe in reincarnation. It makes sense
Having thought more i think i was probably on Earth. It oesnt feel like things have just begun 19 years ago here for me...it feels a lot, lot longer than that (even though i do feel ever so alien and i cant really identify with what history says was the past time periods. Its a strange paradox) I used to draw when i was little. Strange things, animals flying through the air, elephants and whatever. But i saw some of those drawings recently, and some of them i recognise as butterfly and other species from tropical lands here on this planet. I doubt i could have known as a 3 year old about their existence and their exact markings etc Its an interesting thing to ponder
Awww, you see this is what happens when you post a Philosophy & Religion item to a bunch of random-thoughters...
it's a deeply spiritual question...obviously you can tell by my answer that i take it very seriously.
I didn't exist. There wasn't any I about it. Then I became into being. What a terrible day that was. One sunny day on May 15th 1982. I think the Doctor read me my rights. Additional: Did anything interesting happen in the world on the 15th May 1982?