life after death
 

Check out Ian McCormack, I heard him speak about this here in the UK. You can find plenty on him on you tube.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgF_iwUNqFU

My mind has been set into motion on the Golden Rule and what it means to me. What it did for me was to help ease my transition into good social practices and, among other things, helped shape me into a very kind and (mostly) honest person. It has been one of my main guiding principles in life.

Of course, when I really start to think about it my concept of "Do unto others..." has been mixed together with everything else that keeps me stable. It's difficult to distinguish. But, it helped grow up a proper guy nonetheless.

Now if I can just get through this self-destructive phase in time to really grab life and enjoy it... *scream* It's a scary thought. Life can be enjoyed?? I never knew that. :o

Being God well there's only one God at least that's how I have known it

but picture a being with perfectly built body shape (clothed at least clothed while roaming the earth), able to be anywhere anytime in an instant, able to stop people from moving literally and stop them from speaking seemingly at will without much effort from the distance, able to know the future of each men, able to know the thoughts and hearts of people and holds the greatest power(authority) that any man could ever felt and known(greater than every head of state, king and tyrant that's ever lived and the power of men is actually more like an influence but not about this being it was the highest authority, IMMENSE RAW ABSOLUTE POWER and who passed(skipped) on death(how very lucky)

The only thing he could not do is going against God because he's become the true servant of God but which is more like a king himself than a servant and since God is holy(and kind and merciful and powerful though strict and un-predictable) that's not actually a bad thing and considering what becomes of him and the life that he's enjoying NOTHING absolutely NOTHING would and could BUY or made people worth or deserving to be given that kind of existence. I would consider him the luckiest %^$#@$! in the entire existence.

Why couldn't that being that he has become of understand the lot of things that we ordinary people couldn't? I don't know what goes on in that man mind but what was clear that he knew my mind and heart and I knew he knew everything about me.
And if he knew everything about me the nobody(and an 8th grade kid then) from some third world why wouldn't he know other more interesting things?! He could very well do!:D

Sounds complicated. Do you really think man understands God to that degree?

Honestly the very thought of your average christian having that much power fills me with such dread. :nope:

Having watched programs like "Ghost Hunter" I'm kind of on the fence on this issue. When you see photos (or film) of apparitions,Heat signature hits with infared cameras on humanoid shapes that can't be seen with the naked eye,Electronic Voice Phenomenons where you hear voices from "beings"...It does make you think

Not to mention pulp magazines like "John Sinclair" und Tv series olike "The X files".

Good old Fox Mulder has that poster in his office, an UFO and a short text on it, "I want to believe."

One question, Fox: "Why...?"

It makes me think someone is messing with someone else's head. DiD.

What I described is not God but the condition of a man that's raised from death and that condition is Godly instead of becoming God, the best thing that could befall a living person(people).

The book, A torn veil a story of sister Gulshan Esther ,describes the same man though it only described his physical appearance but also revealed the identity. Sister Gulshan Ester was a Moslem from Pakistan born into a rich influential family but who suffered from being a bed ridden cripple until she prayed to Christ for three years and healed. She has moved to UK and been residing there to my knowledge and is now an evangelist. The book is rather old so I think it's going to be hard to find. You could find her clip on youtube though she made no mention of the man in the robe in her speech. For that you need to read the book.

It's the only book which could relate to the man who visited me while I was a kid. As for God you can't even see God His face shines beyond anything that the whole figure is covered with the most powerful light that's coming from His face...

Like I said I'm very liberal in sharing these. I don't care being ridiculed, mocked or worst insulted. I have no desire to convince anyone and if I wanted approval sharing a story such as this would be the dumbest thing. Like I said I just want to share this as that thing that wouldn't fit into the concept of most people and as a reminder sometime somewhere that life isn't just all about what what most people know. I'm the one that sticks out with a voice telling I know God is real. I can't show the evidence but I've seen the evidence and I'm that witness bearing the testimony that God is real even when the world was turned upside down I could not deny what I've come to know.

I was also visited by God/Jesus in this form, when I was about 8 years old. Or perhaps I should say I visited him, since he was waiting at the top of the stairway I climbed to where he was.

I have also been visited, in the same or similar fashion, by: the Great Earth Mother, the Queen of Heaven, the Golden Child, Hermes, Hades, and Vishnu. Those are the ones I remember or at least can identify to my own satisfaction.

Also: Wolverine, the Incredible Hulk, and Russell Crowe.

I can only conclude that none of them is any more "real" than any other, since my only confirmed evidence of them in any form is my own experience of them and subsequent interpretation of that experience.

Except for Russell, of course. I'll grant you he's as (literally) real as it gets, but only because metaphors don't usually throw phones at people. :O:

Well, that was quite rude! :stare:

Why are you mocking the guy?

If you see mockery in my post, then you missed the point entirely.

OTOH, if Castout indicates to me that he feels he was being mocked, or that I was rude, I will apologize to him directly. However my intent was to do neither, merely to recount my own experiences with archetypal manifestations, much as he has done in previous posts. In fact I find it interesting that his description of God's appearance from his own experience matches one experience of my own so closely.

That I do not consider those experiences to be evidence of the literal existence of the figures mentioned should not be a surprise given the views expressed in my previous posts. That I would treat the subject with some attempt at humor should be expected by anyone who is familiar with me from previous interactions throughout these forums.

Well if the intent wasn't there then it wasn't there. I'll take your word for it!

For a minute there, I was thinking you were some horrible lady that goes around shopping malls crushing the dreams of small children at Christmas time by telling them Santa Claus is a myth! :rotfl2:

Santa is a myth? Why would you say that?

Not lately, but I was, in fact, once thrown out of a neighbor's house by the mother of two children who (according to her) only found out there was no Santa Claus because of something I said when we were playing together on the day after Christmas. I can't remember what it was exactly, but they pitched a fit and went crying to their mama who then threw me out. I was six at the time, they were both older than me, and while obviously I knew about the "Santa Claus" tradition and still received gifts marked "From Santa" on them, I was pretty baffled when they reacted that way over the possibility that maybe some fat jolly man didn't really climb down every chimney in the world once a year and leave presents for people. I honestly couldn't believe that kids that age still believed that kind of thing was even remotely possible, I mean the logistics of such an operation alone, not to mention the laws of physics...

Anyway their mother told them I was a liar and sent me home for (quite innocently) dropping the "There Is No Santa" Bomb in front of her pwecious snowfwakes. And I will say this for my mother, for whom I can not say much, she went over to the lady's house afterwards and asked her if SHE believed that Santa Claus actually brought presents to her kids, and when the lady said "of course not," demanded that she apologize to me for calling me a liar. Which she did and IIRC that was the last of it.

Thank heavens we only lived there 10 months, I can't imagine what the fallout would've been if I'd burst the Tooth Fairy bubble as well. :O: