Pthalo BlueMoon
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If the soul were able to be analyzed, what do you think it would be made of? Matter? Energy?
Do you think the soul could consist of positive morals and ethics?
The good in people.....the building blocks of the soul.
Do you think the soul weighs anything? I heard about people weighing a little less after death. Could that loss of weight have been the soul leaving the body?
I've always wanted to have an out of body experience. My soul being tethered to my body by a single golden cord. Fascinating.
The closest I ever came was being hypnotized. I'm very easily hypnotized. I took a hypnosis class in college, and I went to one of my Prof's demonstrations at another university. I was hypnotized into thinking I was Lois Lane. Honestly.
One time I went to a county fair and there was a hypnotist there. He didn't choose me to go on stage, but whern he put the people on stage under, I kept going under in my seat. He finally brought me on stage. he gave us the suggestion that we had suddenly lost our clothes. Everyone dodged behind their chairs to cover themselves.
Everyone, that is, except me. I got up, and started doing a shimmy! I didn't remember it afterwards, but all night long people were coming up to me, and sayin g how much they enjoyed the show.
Huh...
Do you think the soul could consist of positive morals and ethics?
The good in people.....the building blocks of the soul.
Do you think the soul weighs anything? I heard about people weighing a little less after death. Could that loss of weight have been the soul leaving the body?
I've always wanted to have an out of body experience. My soul being tethered to my body by a single golden cord. Fascinating.
The closest I ever came was being hypnotized. I'm very easily hypnotized. I took a hypnosis class in college, and I went to one of my Prof's demonstrations at another university. I was hypnotized into thinking I was Lois Lane. Honestly.
One time I went to a county fair and there was a hypnotist there. He didn't choose me to go on stage, but whern he put the people on stage under, I kept going under in my seat. He finally brought me on stage. he gave us the suggestion that we had suddenly lost our clothes. Everyone dodged behind their chairs to cover themselves.
Everyone, that is, except me. I got up, and started doing a shimmy! I didn't remember it afterwards, but all night long people were coming up to me, and sayin g how much they enjoyed the show.
Huh...