Virgin Life ???

The synchrondipitous ((c) Anthony Peake) events leading to my introduction to ITLAD and to Tony himself have been debated often between the Author and myself, as have many of my own "theories" that have been instigated and/or affected by his CTF thesis. But I wanted to put something to the blog specifically to get all your input.

As enthusiastic a proponent of Tony's theories as I am, it has always puzzled me that I have NEVER personally had any Deja Vu experiences, which led me to ask Tony at the Scientific and Medical Network about my Virgin Life theory.

Simply, it is this: Those who do experience Deja Vu, precognition or any similar such Minkowskian timeline distortions, according to CTF, are experiencing their Nietzschean panoramic life review replayed to them from their own Virgin Life memories via their consciousness subjectively slowing down time owing to the glutamate flood within their brain - whereas, objectively they die in the usual linear timeline experienced by everyone else.

Now, if I do NOT have any Deja Vu or precognitive experiences is it possible that in fact, this is due to a realisation that this is NOT a replayed life review for me; that this is, in actuality, my first run-through; my Virgin Life?

We must, after all, at some point have lived our own Virgin Life for it to be able to be replayed to us via our time dilated consciousness at the point of death. What could be enlightening is for one to become aware not only of the existence of ones Daemon but also of the non-existence of such. Whereas Tony has superbly postulated the theory of the Daemon-Eidolon Dyad, could it be that I have also become aware of the truth within consciousness, but importantly, during my Virgin Life? Surely, the implications of such could be massive.

I have a very dear friend, Sandra, who is an author and long standing proponent on Guardian Angels. I went to speak to her as, again, I have never had cognisance of any such guidance within my own personal phaneron. After doing all the required "asking" for guidance that Sandra showed me to do, I returned to her a few weeks later with an ever increasing air of solipsism as it appeared that either my Guardian Angel was busy, or that they simply were not there. She told me she had been talking to her own Guardian Angel and had asked them to speak to my guide and to introduce themselves. Her guide told her that they could not communicate with my Angel. According to Sandra, this is rare but that in some instances it has been noted that an individual's Guardian Angel is either a) non-responsive or b) simply absent.

Charming eh?

Now, my Guardian Angel should(!) be.....Uriel, apparently, so if anyone sees him can you tell him to come talk to me!

As this depressing research continued into my own futility and the overwhelming loneliness of existence I thought I might be in need of a giggle so I readily accepted when another friend of mine, Amy, asked me if I would go with her to see a regression hypnotist.

You probably know what's coming.............

After quite a lengthy session and not some considerable difficulty in hypnotising me the therapist, who had earlier taken Amy through TWO past life regressions, simply told me that I had NO such recordings and that was that! Zero, nothing. No memories, no past-lives.

So, there you go, so far I have no Deja Vu, no precognition, no Daemonic communication, no Guardian Angel and no past life memories. Which means one of two things -
1) None of those exist - or - 2) This is my Virgin Life.

Could it be that through Tony's book and his theories that synchrondipity ((c) Anthony Peake) brought me to ITLAD and then to Tony himself; that my own realisation of my Virgin Life could mean if I can remember all this when my life review actually begins at the point of death and communicate such to my Daemon, then next time we blog within some alternate Everettian Bohmian IMAX we could have empirical proof?

Or, as the late great Bill Hicks said, is it just that "all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration; we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves."

Fun ain't it?

"Of the Earth's many millions, none like me,
Hath the blind Ate marked for sorrow-none;
Each, each his share of grief and gloom may see,
Yet have their Guardian Angels every one.
I have no guardian angel - left alone
By heaven and by the world; and misery
E'en in my bone-pith - helpless, woe-begone;
No balsam - nought but tears, shed ceaselessly."

from the poem "To My Joy-Giver" : Francis Kazinczi (Magyar poet)

A Dark Philosopher
Karl L Le Marcs (Virgin Life?)