Why worry? A story about a dream called life.

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Why worry?
A story about a dream.

Hi. You might not know me, and frankly. It doesn't matter.
I'm a 22 year old man, living in Norway. Getting through life just as you.
This is the story about a dream. Called life.

You might be confused as to what I mean. But don't worry. All will be explained in the coming pages.

As I said. I'm a 22 year old man. Living my life just as any other man trying to figure out the meaning of life and what directions I should go for the utmost blessed experience.

Lately I've been getting alot of answers that seem to me to be the "truth".

What I didn't understand while aquiring these answers, is that everyone has their own "truth".
Ever heard or read a quote, story which you just instantly know to be the "truth"?
It is because it is the truth, for you.
How?
Well. I can only relate to my own experiences. As it's hard to relate to someone elses truth and spiritual experiences.
It all started when I had the weirdest of dreams.
Since I was a child, I've always had something with many names. For me the name was "Sleep paralysis".
The name might be something other for you, like "Lucid dreaming".
But for me it's Sleep paralysis because when I heard the name. I knew it was what I was struggling with for it resonated with me.
Feeling this was the truth.

My parent didn't quite understand what this was, so since I can remember. They called it "growing pains".
The lack of knowing made my parents think of a "normal" thing they could blame.
Never accepting this. I did my own research and finally found out the truth for myself.
But either way, my point is. after my research I've been able to control this to some degree, relaxing all my muscles so it eventually stopped.

The story begins a night a few months back when I had just broken off with my partner and girlfriend.
Sad and lost, I moved back to my parents home and lived on their sofa.

A couple of nights I slept there, until it happened.

The sleep paralysis started, but this time I had no control.
Fear got to me, and I was trying to scream for my parents, brother, Anyone.
The harder I struggled, the more it hurt. Yes it actually hurt.
Unable to make anything but semiloud breathing noises I gave up.

Suddently my whole body vibrated. I was shocked as to why no one noticed or heard me. As it was like the worst earthquake I've ever witnessed.

A dark voice appeared.

"Hahaha"
"You shall burn like the rest of my primates"

And it stopped.
As fast as it started, instantly.
And a calming peace came over me, as nothing had ever happened.
So peaceful, that I fell asleep.

The next day, I had an urge to do some research. Even though it started with me googling "You shall burn like the rest of my primates" I had a inner urge of googling "Baal"
Having no idea what I was looking for, I clicked the first link I could find which had anything out of the ordinary to it.
And found Baal. The demon god from sumerian religion.
And lo and behold. I started the first step of my spiritual journey.

The next coming days I didn't do anything but research, thankfully no one at work cought me searching through hours and hours of different religions and ancient texts.

The funny and somewhat odd thing is.
Some of the texts and pictures I found, resonated so much with me. It felt like I wrote it eons ago.
I can still try out the feeling, almost like memories I have from earlier life experiences.
I did so much research that I now think I know more about religion and spiritual experiences than most of the spiritual healers and teachers out there.
I'm not saying I know more about religion and spiritual beliefs than all healers and teachers.
But definitely a few.

"Love conquers all"

Truth is love, love is light. Light is truth.
God is love.
Love is you.
You are God.

"Know thyself"

It's a eternal circle you'll find in probably every religion out there.

The last few days I've been thinking about writing a book about everything I've gathered thus far, realizing that there is no point.
No matter what I tell you, truth can only discovered for yourself.
So I figured that instead of telling you what your truth is as this is impossible, I'll tell you mine.
I am a discovering soul. weaving through eons of "time".
Experiencing love in multiple ways.

One thing I've always thought of as of late. Is a dream which I had forgotten, until recently it surfaced as it had never been forgotten at all.

As a 11-12 year old boy I had a dream.
Not sure if I can call it a dream, as it felt more real than life itself.

But isn't life just a dream?

It started as a lucid dream. Me unable to move, but this time it felt great. A eternal bliss of comfort was over me.

I can't remember the whole dream but by each passing day I remember more, because the dream I was dreaming was my own future.

The awakening of my physical being into my spiritual soul.

Bits and pieces here and there I experience as Deja vu's.
Other I just know I've seen before, but not like Deja vu's.
I know that something will happen to me, on my way home. In a car I recently bought.

Not until I bought the car, and had driven it for weeks. I remembered, that this was the car I was driving in my dream.
I either crash and die, or my soul leaves or connects to my physical body.

I remember flying above my car as "it" happens. And greeting myself, or my soul as it leaves the body.
There was more than one of me suddently?

I can't really remember what happened next.

Since the dream is still in bits and pieces, I can't really figure out what part is when.

All I know is that in the dream, my life took drastic changes. From normal, to me flying with my physical body.

I also remember my soul flying to the clouds, watching down on my "lifeline".
Watching my physical body working and listening to music.

Was this dream a dream about my souls journey before I was born?
Watching my whole life before it happened?
​Before my soul started this life?
I think both yes and no.

For me, still living in a 3d world. I can't really grasp the concept of "Now" and being outside of "time".
But I think that was what I was witnessing. 
Outside of "time".

What was the point?
Well..
I think it was a guide, not as to how I should live. But as to how I would live.
That I needn't to worry.

Everything is under control.
By the divine plan. By you, me and all life in and outside of the universe.

Thank you for reading.

 

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