Musical selections of the day:
Mostly Italian Opera for my voice class and trying to get the tongue twisting parts down pat. Have you ever tried singing opera with a stuffy nose? It gets interesting when everything starts buzzing and vibrating with the sound of your voice ~ kind of like having a big sound system in a little car with loose trim. BUZZZ!!!! RATTLE!!!!! HMMMMMM!!!!!!

On the other hand, it does tend to clear your nose out...hehehehe

Damn. I was fairly incoherent in the last entry. I don't know if I can shed any light on it ~ I'm still confused as hell myself. The closest I can come is to say that I kind of feel as if I'm caught in the lyrics of 'Inbetween Days' ~ but anyway, before I get started on that again...

O.k., so I had this discussion today about whether or not memories survive death and whether it was a good thing that we couldn't remember what happened in other lifetimes. One position was that all memory is wiped out at death and we all start over again at the next birth. Along with that was the view that we should be able to remember all the lessons learned over those lives so that we could escape the circle of rebirth.

I don't know about that first part. Only thing I can think of is that perhaps 'memories' (if you want to call it that) don't disappear at death ~ maybe that's how some folks grasp certain subjects so easily, like math or art.

The second part...I don't buy it. Not really. I can see two problems that may come with that. If a person could remember the lessons of all their previous lifetimes, they would either be 1) so jaded that they would be incapable of moving forward. (Think of it as a serious case of 'been there, done that.') How would one be able to see the mystery and beauty in this life with that attitude? or 2) They'd be insufferable because they'd be convinced of their status as being higher on the ladder than the rest of us and want to 'help.' It would tend to get old quick when we couldn't think for ourselves because somebody else said that they were trying to 'help.' How would we learn anything if someone was nagging us all the time? It reminds me of a quote: "Well, hoity toity, Mr. God Like Smartypants." Heh!

Perhaps I'm just too practical. My view on the whole situation tends to be like this: Why worry about it? We're here now. The universe is here now. What are you going to do? You can't exactly say, "Screw you guys, I'm going home" because the situation will still be the same. The question will still be the same: what are you going to do?

Yeah, this is a temporary thing. Is that so bad? Do you go to a party and not enjoy yourself because it will be over in a few hours? I don't think so. So go ahead and see what you can get out of it while it's here. I can hear it now: but those experiences will just disappear when you die!

So? I think the worst thing that could happen is to arrive at death with the regret of not having tried in this life, not losing the memory of the experiences. With regret, it doesn't matter how long or short the time is ~ the pain of it seems to go on forever.

That's one form of hell I'd rather not put upon myself.

Alright. It's nearly 3 am. Time to get Kitt and go to bed...:::sigh:::