- Jul 10, 2012
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Hmmm. For me it was just that I was angry and I suddenly starting repeating in my head "damn you, damn you, damn you" with all my heart in the hatred. Then I felt almost like something in my mind said "are you sure about this?", and I thought "yeah, damn you, ...". Then it was like that something in my mind said "o.k." and I felt something suddenly happen (hard to explain). Then I thought to myself "I hope I didn't do something harmful to my father. I didn't mean it..." etc.I think sometimes when we focus on something hard enough it becomes more than 3d. For example, if you focus on a quarter, you can almost imagine your finger gliding across the eagle and feeling the bumps of the wings even though you're not touching it. 3d becomes 4d, like you can feel it too. With people I think the dimensions can get really complex and you feel like you are there, rather than in the next room. Each creak of the chair, each clink of the fork, each thud of a glass. All the missing parts of the story you can't see just kind of flood in and take form like you are seeing it happen. Then it starts to feel like you are actually in proximity to what you are focusing on, as if you could just reach out and touch it. That might have been the point where you experienced.
So then a few months later he was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and he suffered for about five years. At some point I started worrying that I might have caused it somehow. It's silly, but it bothered me.
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