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What is life? Well, different people view life differently. For some people, life is just to have fun. Yes, the goal of life is happiness, money, fame, pleasure, but this is not so for everybody. For others, life is a journey of contentment and fulfillment. It’s not about making money, it’s about making a difference. And then to a very few, life is beyond achievement and fulfillment; life is about Realization and Enlightenment. But whatever life is - one point is very clear that it is YOUR life, just like my life is my life. Life is that period between birth and death. However, that is only our physical life. Unfortunately, because we do not realize that our life is beyond our physical life, we look at our life as only that part from birth to death. We don’t question what happens before birth and we don’t question what happens after death, because we feel that it’s my life and my life is the life I was born with and I die with. The question that’s in front of us, therefore, is - what is your life? Sure, it’s your life, but is your life just those 50, 60, 70, 100 years on earth? Or is there something more to your life that you don’t realize? There is certainly something more to your life beyond what you realize, and that is the question we must search an answer for. There is life before birth and there is life after death, and that also is your life, but are you going to open your eyes and realize the truth? Or are you going to think of your life only as your physical life, consumed as you live and die and then all over?

Well. .. it’s your life.

AiR

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the world is a jail :tu:

The jail is one we make ourselves out of our desires.
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Seeking freedom, you arrive to jail. Anchor is your captor.

You cannot stay captive, so you return.

But this is an old path, and you seek the new.

Can you deviate? Or will you be directed?

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We don’t question what happens before birth and we don’t question what happens after death, because we feel that it’s my life and my life is the life I was born with and I die with.

Last time I checked one of life's great questions common to nearly every human being has been "what happens after death". And many question what happens before birth.

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Last time I checked one of life's great questions common to nearly every human being has been "what happens after death". And many question what happens before birth.

I think just maybe you missed the point -- by a country mile.
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I think just maybe you missed the point -- by a country mile.

I was making an observation, but go on tell me what you think I've missed.

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I was making an observation, but go on tell me what you think I've missed.

I'm disinclined to do that and let you read it as you want. I would suggest however that the author surely is aware that people consider life after and even before death fairly often, that he doesn't need to be told, although of course telling him does no particular harm.
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What is life? Well, different people view life differently. For some people, life is just to have fun. Yes, the goal of life is happiness, money, fame, pleasure, but this is not so for everybody. For others, life is a journey of contentment and fulfillment. It’s not about making money, it’s about making a difference. And then to a very few, life is beyond achievement and fulfillment; life is about Realization and Enlightenment. But whatever life is - one point is very clear that it is YOUR life, just like my life is my life. Life is that period between birth and death. However, that is only our physical life. Unfortunately, because we do not realize that our life is beyond our physical life, we look at our life as only that part from birth to death. We don’t question what happens before birth and we don’t question what happens after death, because we feel that it’s my life and my life is the life I was born with and I die with. The question that’s in front of us, therefore, is - what is your life? Sure, it’s your life, but is your life just those 50, 60, 70, 100 years on earth? Or is there something more to your life that you don’t realize? There is certainly something more to your life beyond what you realize, and that is the question we must search an answer for. There is life before birth and there is life after death, and that also is your life, but are you going to open your eyes and realize the truth? Or are you going to think of your life only as your physical life, consumed as you live and die and then all over?

Well. .. it’s your life.

AiR

Life is to gain gnosis and be liberated from reincarnation

To be loving and level headed is about making a difference coz you dont put obstacle on people from gaining gnosis.

i dont believe in hell et damnation like orthodoxy do but i believe aeons inhabit some people to teach gnosis.

Pistis Sophia is helping us.

Aeon Christ is the way to heaven but you have to understand your BS to understand what heaven is. its like, how can you understand being loved if you dont know what love and hurt means? you wont stand it. you wont understand it without knowing.

Earth is part of learning coz its a way to understand our BS. ItS a way to get rid of our BS.

We learn every incarnation til one day we can stand the presence of Aeon Christ and take us to heaven. We reincarnate coz we reject the presence by thinking we have many unfinished busines important things to do or we have a lot of bagage or anger. A gnostic mysticist explained to me one day. It makes sense to me coz it fills in the blanks what orthodoxy misunderstood............................................................

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The jail is one we make ourselves out of our desires.

exactly ...and as a believer we should not chase those desires ,its exactly what keeps us imprisoned . and many dont even realize it

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The jail is one we make ourselves out of our desires.

Very Buddhist of you ha

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For me life is a curiosity that is to be explored,when I no longer want to know more will bee my decline and final undoing.That is not specific as to what areas of curiosity and may apply to several levels of existence in this world :w00t: .I build things and what I build for people is what they want,and what I build for me and mine is art.

jmccr8

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What is life? Life is.

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Before the beginning of years

There came to the making of man

Time, with a gift of tears;

Grief, with a glass that ran;

Pleasure, with pain for leaven;

Summer, with flowers that fell;

Remembrance, fallen from heaven,

And madness risen from hell;

Strength without hands to smite;

Love that endures for a breath;

Night, the shadow of light,

And life, the shadow of death.

And the high gods took in hand

Fire, and the falling of tears,

And a measure of sliding sand

From under the feet of the years;

And froth and the drift of the sea;

And dust of the laboring earth;

And bodies of things to be

In the houses of death and of birth;

And wrought with weeping and laughter,

And fashioned with loathing and love,

With life before and after

And death beneath and above,

For a day and a night and a morrow,

That his strength might endure for a span

With travail and heavy sorrow,

The holy spirit of man.

From the winds of the north and the south,

They gathered as unto strife;

They breathed upon his mouth,

They filled his body with life;

Eyesight and speech they wrought

For the veils of the soul therein,

A time for labor and thought,

A time to serve and to sin;

They gave him light in his ways,

And love, and space for delight,

And beauty, and length of days,

And night, and sleep in the night.

His speech is a burning fire;

With his lips he travaileth;

In his heart is a blind desire,

In his eyes foreknowledge of death;

He weaves, and is clothed with derision;

Sows, and he shall not reap;

His life is a watch or a vision

Between a sleep and a sleep.

- Swinburne .

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The jail is one we make ourselves out of our desires.

Doesnt solve the problem why we think we are in jail. You cant fight a battle by thinking it away without actions........................................................................................................................................................................
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I'll go make us all a pot of tea ~

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Doesnt solve the problem why we think we are in jail. You cant fight a battle by thinking it away without actions........................................................................................................................................................................

Understanding the problem is the first step in solving it. Just what actions do you have in mind?
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Understanding the problem is the first step in solving it.

You answered it............................................................................................................................................................
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I was making an observation, but go on tell me what you think I've missed.

I think the point was to type the word 'life' as many times as possible in a single block of text. I count thirty... pretty impressive!

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Before the beginning of years

There came to the making of man

Time, with a gift of tears;

Grief, with a glass that ran;

Pleasure, with pain for leaven;

Summer, with flowers that fell;

Remembrance, fallen from heaven,

And madness risen from hell;

Strength without hands to smite;

Love that endures for a breath;

Night, the shadow of light,

And life, the shadow of death.

And the high gods took in hand

Fire, and the falling of tears,

And a measure of sliding sand

From under the feet of the years;

And froth and the drift of the sea;

And dust of the laboring earth;

And bodies of things to be

In the houses of death and of birth;

And wrought with weeping and laughter,

And fashioned with loathing and love,

With life before and after

And death beneath and above,

For a day and a night and a morrow,

That his strength might endure for a span

With travail and heavy sorrow,

The holy spirit of man.

From the winds of the north and the south,

They gathered as unto strife;

They breathed upon his mouth,

They filled his body with life;

Eyesight and speech they wrought

For the veils of the soul therein,

A time for labor and thought,

A time to serve and to sin;

They gave him light in his ways,

And love, and space for delight,

And beauty, and length of days,

And night, and sleep in the night.

His speech is a burning fire;

With his lips he travaileth;

In his heart is a blind desire,

In his eyes foreknowledge of death;

He weaves, and is clothed with derision;

Sows, and he shall not reap;

His life is a watch or a vision

Between a sleep and a sleep.

- Swinburne .

this is actually very beautiful ....

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