30 years ago, I died. It was mid-March of 1994, as I recall. I was 18 years old, and this may or may not have been about the 5th or 6th time I had been in a situation where I could have been over and done with this life — and yet, I decided to remain, or to come back and keep on keeping on.
Tag: purpose
Something is amiss regarding “near death experiences” and “life between lives” and I believe it’s important that we understand what we’re really dealing with in this realm.
We don’t need to wait for life-altering moments or crises to stop seeking externally. Instead, we can embrace who we truly are in the present moment, and through that self-realization, find inner peace and meaning.
We live in a remarkable, diverse, alive, dynamic, adaptive, and beautiful realm. Each of us carries a spark unique to ourselves and has a reason, purpose, and meaning for our brief time here in this short life. I hope to be more of an uplifting and inspiring source of ideas, perspectives, and opinions than not.
The inane hypocrisy of “university educated” morons, pretending they care about environmental causes when it’s simply about seeking attention for their miserable, empty, pathetic, meaningless small lives. When you’re raised by the indoctrinated Woke and the AI-driven, faction-oriented internet, you’re a captured, mindless, and emotionally stunted child for life. Blame the parents? Maybe. Blame the government? Certainly. Blame the institution of education. Absolutely. They’ve lost their way completely and operate by someone’s deliberate design to consistently corrupt and destroy the hearts and minds of every generation.