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originally posted by: deadeyedick
a reply to: Greven
To me this ties in directly with my views about the spiritual make up of humans. I have stated in other threads that we have different spirits that all attach to us at different agas and this seems to fall in line with that. Is this not the classic case of growing up and forgetting what it was like when we were younger. My theory is that when we are 4or5 we are joined and when we are 12 or 13 we are joined again. It makes sense to me anyhow that over time the whole thing could become cloudy. It is the battle that we all have inside of us.
originally posted by: yuppa
originally posted by: rupertg
“Religion was invented when the first con man met the first fool.”
― Mark Twain
OK,but did mr twain speak to jesus himself? Jesus didnt demand anything from anyone except faith. one of the marks of a con man is to make a profit is it not?
originally posted by: Greven
Perhaps the boy was not lying about his experiences - but rather that he came to believe they weren't experiences of him going to Heaven (since he didn't die). Thus, implying that the book is misleading.
There's surely some complaint by the mother that the boy isn't getting his share of funds from the book, but the story is a little more complicated if you read the link Veghead provided to the mother's blog.
originally posted by: NoRulesAllowed
The afterlife is real, alright, but do NOT look for the truth about the Afterlife in books which get hyped on Oprah and have a blue cover with clouds.
I don't believe anything Eben Alexander wrote and I sure don't believe one word in "The Afterlife of Billy Fingers".
There are (some) good books, start with "Dying to be me" by Anita Moorjani and especially the great books my M. Newton, the Journey of Souls series.
Again..just look at the covers of many of those books and how they already look like fakes....
originally posted by: Tangerine
How could he not have been lying? There's no evidence that Heaven even exists and, most importantly, he didn't die. No one has ever come back from the dead.
originally posted by: deadeyedick
a reply to: Tangerine
lol I have spoke to Jesus and many people have come back from the dead. There are many stories of the coast guard pulling bodies out of the water that had been dead floating for hours in frigid waters. Then after laying on deck for an hour they suddenly come back to life with no help from any person. There are many stories of people coming back from the dead in hospitols.
eta i am 10' away from someone alive now but has been declared dead by doctors...
originally posted by: Greven
originally posted by: Tangerine
How could he not have been lying? There's no evidence that Heaven even exists and, most importantly, he didn't die. No one has ever come back from the dead.
His mother had a suggestion on this - she's not been a part of pushing the book for a long, long time. Her thought is that he might have had unusual experiences while in a coma - that these experiences might have happened, but that they were more like hallucinations.
So, experiences were perhaps real to him, but not real in the sense that he went to Heaven or anywhere else beyond the confines of his mind.
originally posted by: Jakal26
From the comments section...
"Anything written by man cannot be infallible."
" They should read the Bible, which is enough. The Bible is the only source of truth."
Does. Not. Compute. Head. Exploding.
Pretty much sums it up...
originally posted by: rukia
a reply to: Tangerine
There is much evidence, historically, that a man named Jesus of Nazareth lived. Actually, there's more record of Jesus being alive than Mark Twain being alive.
You're right though that people don't come back from the dead.
Oh, and the Adventures of Huckleberry Finn was the worst and most-pointless book I've ever read. And Twain sucks at writing He's too cynical to be of any real literary merit in my books.