Are we in someones story?

I know it may sound stupid but who's story are we living in?

Is the Universe made for just one person? Is there infinite Universes so every person has a tailored Universe just for them? Are we currently in a sort of base Universe where we are all being prepped to go to a place where we are all very important? Could this Universe already be taken by a person who this Universe was made for?

If there are really infinite Universes then why not? We are all special and insignificant at the same time. For now we are, for the most part insignificant in the grand scheme of things but that could change in a blink of an eye. We are special in this time to family, friends and luck.

There are many possibilities but eventually there will be only one truth. I would like to find out that truth(like everyone else). Are we all together or apart?

God is infinite so God could make a Universe for everyone, so why not? Anything is possible.

Who's story are we living in?

a reply to: watchandwait410

You'll enjoy this...trust me.

a reply to: watchandwait410

Technically we are all living in our own story.

The trick is to write it yourself instead of letting others write it for you...

it would be very comforting to know that my life was scripted by other than myself.

a reply to: shawmanfromny

That as awesome and trippy at the same time. lol Thanks

a reply to: watchandwait410

It feels as if I'm a character who does not fit in this story with the rest of the characters. It's as if I know something that everyone else does not know and they all know something I don't know.

I think, therefore I am. All I can be sure of is that I am aware of myself and that I am conscious. There is no way for me to prove anyone else is conscious. I just don't know that.

That means all the rest of you could just be characters in my personal simulation. Maybe I'm running one, one level above.

But what am I looking for? What is the purpose of my simulation?

originally posted by: RoScoLaz5
it would be very comforting to know that my life was scripted by other than myself.

I would find this extremely disappointing. Living a life that's already scripted for me. It takes all the fun out of the miracles that are statistics.

Imagine the chances of molecules coming together in just the right way to form you and to form your wife, to bring you together from different cities or states and to form your child in exactly the way he or she is. Out of the countless variations that could have happened or not happened, your child happened on some random planet.

In this vast universe this is statistically nearly impossible. And that makes it a miracle and something to truly appreciate.

It all being scripted just takes the miracle out of it. For me at least.

a reply to: watchandwait410

God is infinite so God could make a Universe for everyone,

OR, God could make a universe,,,,,for everyone. I think that that is where we are now, a universe for all of us. Others may be different, but for now we are here in a place and time where we have a wide variety of people to interact with.

a reply to: watchandwait410

Good questions !
Who knows ?

a reply to: Oraculi

You can take this or leave it all depending on your own wishes.
When I first entered that state of mental being I was at first exhilarated to have found at least one truth I knew I could depend upon. That I existed. That was great for a while but then I got tired of being alone with no ''proof'' that anyone else existed as you say, maybe everyone else were just figments. Lonely.

Then one night when I was 19 and my brother was 17 we retired to our bedroom and began to talk. He talked and I listened and I talked and he listened. He too had had this mind thing going on that maybe everyone but himself was just a figment. Our conversation went on for about an hour and we drew very close.

I had to make a bathroom trip and began to walk down the hall. I was fearful that should I leave my brother, and if he were a figment, he might not be there when I got back. That was scary so I went back into the room. He said, that was fast and I told him how I had freeked. He said not to worry and that he would be there when I got back. So I went.

A few minutes later, having finished my business I came back down the hall and into the bedroom praying that he would be there. And there he was, standing on top of our dresser in the pose of the statue the ''Winged Victory''... stark naked.

I was hit like a bolt of lightning. Not in my wildest dreams, in my crazyest fantasies could I, on my own, have dreamed up that encounter, that image of him standing on our dresser like that. No way. This had to have come from some one else in existence other than myself. Pop. I was back in a universe where if at least one other being was real, then maybe all others were real as well.

a reply to: Oraculi

That is undeniable.

In this vid: they discus the Cogito, and the possible implications of the " I Am " , from around 1:52-on.

a reply to: TerryMcGuire

A very compelling story indeed, good Terry.
Am not definitive at all on this 'whatever' consensual reality.
Perhaps it's some kind of 'stubbornly persistent illusion' ?
With creative expressions ?

Perhaps not the same 'reality' as our own resonating 'I Am': and yet; not not the same... ?

this is totally one of the best things I have ever read. Thank you for sharing this deeply personal story, and giving me something to think about on my island of loneliness. I do not reply much around here, especially in the political arenas, but this really spoke to me. Thank you again.
a reply to: TerryMcGuire

you never get the right answers until you figure out the right questions.

You, have figured out one of the most important questions! 🍾 it was one of the most important questions I started asking myself. Hands down.


Realizing that you have been immersed in a storyline, one that’s like a never ending soap opera that has been playing out for thousands of years..... given a role, having an audience.... one that you can’t even “see” (with traditional senses) should make you take pause, step outside the story and begin watching it for a while , from a new perspective.... no longer one of the actor or character, but just as the audience. See what is revealed to you just by watching the world unfold through the lens that it is a “story” - that a great deal of it is pretend, scripted, exaggerated, and metaphorical. Much information is thrown into your view simply to illicit an emotional response.... just as a writer contemplates each detail of his novel to illicit a response from the reader.... discovering that some things exist for the prime purpose of inciting negative emotions of fear, anger, or confusion, frees you from your need to express those feelings or act in consequence to them ... when you discover the intent behind you being given the information. People say we can’t control what happens to us, only our response to it- which is true, but doesn’t go deep enough for me. I couldn’t ever get a grasp on how I was supposed to control my response to something until I realized how to decipher the purpose behind what that scenario happening to me was.

They say you fight evil and malice best by not giving attention to it, which is true... but it’s a half truth for me. The other half, is that you first have to be able to recognize it.... and understand what it is, and what it’s intent is, before you can starve it of its negative energy it wants from your negative response. “Face your demons” doesn’t mean you fight them, to me, it just means that when you see them for what they are, you have the power to make them disappear.

You’ll know you’re ready to graduate to the “writers” perspective, when you discover what you can do with the pen that you didn’t even realize you had.

When you begin writing your own role, your own storyline, integrating it into the big storyline, aligning yourself with the goodness of the creation and the universe to bring about beauty and love and hope and peace, helping to cancel out hate and anger and sadness and destruction, lightening the load of suffering even if it’s only your own.... you’ll discover that this is how we change the world.

Maybe some know this, and would rather have us not change the world. That’s why their storyline is everywhere. It’s littered in everything going back thousands of years ago in their ancient texts all the way to the futuristic entertainment we “enjoy” today. We need that entertainment (in story form) so desperately because we’ve all but forgotten that we live our own.....it is a need... but we’ve had our creativity stolen from us and replaced with someone else’s story. Continually watching someone else’s is wonderful at helping you forget your ability to have and experience what’s rightfully yours.

You’ll realize that all this time you weren’t using your pen, someone, or something else, was using it for you. By being immersed in their story for as long as you can remember, you were continually told “fairy tales aren’t real” and “sci fi is fake” and “real life doesn’t work that way” but you know better.... it does actually work that way. Story telling makes sense of the archetypes buried deep inside of us that have been passed down through generations...

“All good fiction is alike in that it is truer than if it had actually happened”- Ernest Hemingway.

I always hated “fake it till you make it” and find it disheartening that it is some of the best advice we can come up with, to give each other in response to life’s difficulties. It shows that our subconscious literally knows all the worlds a stage, and most of it is just an act...

I chose a different path... I’ll name it,
“real it till you feel it”

What does it feel like? Peace.

Success= your own story is your favorite story. Your own story doesn’t have to involve scripts and acting and character roles. Your story can be real. Reality.

All my personal opinions. but I love to find others discovering the “story” concept.... so cheers, OP 🥂

Sorry for the novel. It’s hard for me to shake the “writer” perspective sometimes.

a reply to: LoneBird

Indeed. But maybe that "unknowing vs knowing" is the catalyst for the EVER...

Satans...a reply to: watchandwait410

a reply to: Nothin

Thank you Nothing. I seldom tell that story as it is best related within an existentialist context, a context that was established by our OP. That experience took place over 50 years ago when I and most of the western world I suppose was still firmly entrenched in the Cartesian view of reality, though at that time I was still unfamiliar with Descartes.

As to the illusion concept, that gets pretty convoluted for me, that and other worlds stuff or other dimensions. At this point i like the notion of physicist David Bohm who postulates a two tiered reality, this ,where we experience what we experience which he calls the implicit reality and a reality surrounding this one which he calls the explicit reality. Or maybe it's the other way around. Kind of like the illusion is a veil separating us from our greater selves so that we as our lesser or secondary selves can experience what we experience in a state of limited consciousness, which, as far as the limited consciousness part goes, seems to be rather common to us all. It was the theories of Bohm that inspired the Holographic Universe concept.

a reply to: Benderisfunny

Well thank you back Bender. You are right that that was a deeply personal story that played a large part of my life. i've spent over half a century since that time doing the search for truth that could come up to that standard for myself, believed this and then all the way across the field to that. And in the end? Well, have to admit that my approach to all of that is summed up nicely by this little song. If I ran a church, this would be the only hymn and the only sermon

a reply to: watchandwait410