ALTERNATE LIVES INTERACTING

This title comes to me without my knowing what it means. I will explore it in this writing.

Assuming the fact of the eternal now, no past, no future, only this great moment, I explore possibilities. They seem endless.

I am conscious of living one life as Rip Parker, now 87 years old, three months from 88. I know him pretty well. I observe his body breaking down, but not broken. I am given to believe I, whoever I really am, have lived other lives in this eternal now, and may therefore live more.

But if there is no before or after, does that mean I am living those alternate lives now? I presume, as strange as it seems, this is true because there is only now in which everything and everywhere is here and now, inseparably joined as one.

My mind swirls. I observe a probable truth I do not fully comprehend. This is a strange situation.

I pause to reread and think.

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My mind does not seem constituted to grasp what I say. This is a strange place. Am I better served to just drop this subject and focus on the material reality here and now? I don’t want to do that. I am driven in pursuit of Truth, even if I can’t grasp it on this Sunday afternoon of which I am conscious.

I relook at “Rip”. Do I really know him? I don’t think so. Others see him as other than he sees himself. I attempt to look through their eyes.