Chapter 7: Out-of-Body Wandering
After a while, I finally got over the excitement of shaking before leaving the body, which was caused by looking forward to the success of the out-of-body experience, and when I successfully experienced it once, the desire to experience it again was not so strong.
The second time I left my body was in a half-asleep trance, not in the middle of a dream like the first time.
The out-of-body experience went relatively smoothly, and after the vibration appeared, I rolled to the side, and my soul detached from my body, and after a few seconds, my vision began to recover, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that I was indeed in the room. I floated up gently and saw my body lying quietly on the bed, in a large shape.
Then I couldn't wait to carry out the experiment that I had already designed.
First I tried to go through the wall, I flew to the wall with my mind, and then I tried to go through the wall. But in reality I have hands, and I can make the movement of passing the palm forward through the wall, but now I don't have hands, and I don't know where my head is, I only have a vision, how do I go through?
If I put my mind on the wall, I'd fly there, but I couldn't figure out how to put my mind on the other side of the wall that I couldn't see. At this time, I thought that it would be good if the soul had hands, I subconsciously made a gesture of spreading my hands in front of me, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the hands and arms really appeared, not entities, but a faint light body.
With my hands, I raised my arms and slowly inserted the tip of my palm into the wall, and I could feel the slightest obstruction as my palm was inserted into the wall, as if it was passing through a dense layer of spider webs.
When my arm was fully inserted into the wall, I tried to move my body forward, but in the end I couldn't move forward with my body pressed against the wall. I thought about it, I might need a reference object to move my mind forward, and I just used my body as a reference point to move my arm forward. Flying around, also using the position of the feeder as a reference point, I may not be able to move forward now because I can't see the situation on the other side of the wall, now that my arm has passed through the wall, can I use my palm as a reference point?
Thinking of this, my mind seemed to grasp something with my hand, and my arm pulled me over with all my might.
It really worked! I slowly walked through the wall, and my whole body could feel the feeling of going through the cobwebs, or the very thick cobwebs.
I saw the situation in the corridor after passing through the wall, there was no one, at this time I wanted to enter Lao Li's room on the opposite side to have a look, I flew to the door of his room, and passed through the door with the same movement, but this time it was much easier to cross, although there was also a certain resistance, but the resistance of the door was obviously weaker than the resistance of the wall.
After entering Lao Li's room, I saw a person sleeping on the bed, it should be Lao Li, I approached him and could hear his snoring, intermittently heavy and sometimes light. The window of his room was not closed, and I flew to the window and saw that it was gloomy outside, with the mountain behind and the grove below.
I suddenly remembered the tunnel I had dug for a long time, though I had seldom thought of running away lately, and I decided to explore it a little more, and my mind flew into the woods, and then found the hidden hole again, and flew into it.
When I entered the cave, I realized that there was light inside!
The extremely dim light on the previously excavated rock mass is very, very dim, and it would be difficult to spot if it were not in this total darkness. I tried to get closer to see my face a little more clearly, and the light emitted from the rock mass was a dense grid line, very thin, and I looked forward hard to zoom in on the visual effect, and finally found that these grid lines emitted a very faint yellow light, and these grid lines were like a model drawn on a CAD on a computer.
I retreated to my original vision, and only then did I realize that the walls and soil of the fence were glowing except for the rocks, but their light was dimmer and I couldn't see it if I didn't look very closely. I used a magnified vision to look at it, and what I saw was also a grid line, but the texture was different from that of the rock.
It's amazing!
It turns out that the structure of the world seen from the perspective of the soul is like this!
After I flew out of the tunnel, I looked outside, and the fence and trees outside were actually made of grid lines, but it was difficult to see clearly because of the light outside and the light interference of the night.
That's when I remembered that I had other experiments to do, and I went back to my room the way I came. I had put a playing card on top of the ceiling lampshade in the ceiling, and I had drawn one at random beforehand, and without looking at the suit, I had put the card diagonally on the round lampshade face up. I flew up to it and looked at the card carefully, and although the bedside lamp was dimly lit, I could see clearly, it was a 7 of spades, and I memorized the card many times in my mind, and then I went to the next experiment.
The next experiment was to experience the feeling of flying in the sky, I passed through the window (please do not imitate it in reality, otherwise the person will fall to death), my mind flew upward, and I flew up all of a sudden, I could feel myself shuttling through the clouds, and after a while, I passed through the clouds, and in an instant a bright moon appeared in front of me.
It was so beautiful, and there was an endless sea of clouds under me, floating faintly in the moonlight in front of me, and the feeling was like a fairy flying around in front of me.
Oh, am I not flying?
I'm not a fairy, please call me a fairy!
Hehe, this feeling of being able to fly is really refreshing, no wonder so many people want to become immortals.
At this time, I suddenly remembered Xiao Wei again, I don't know where she is now, if only there was a reference point, maybe I could fly in front of her in an instant.
But she shouldn't be able to see me, right? and I can see her.
If she's in the showerγγγγγγ
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but pout myself a few times, then focused my attention on my forehead, and instantly returned to reality.
I jumped up and took a chair, put it on the bed, then climbed on the chair and reached out to take the card down, and held it in the palm of my hand, and then walked to the bedside lamp, holding down my nervous heart and slowly opening my palm.
The card is a bright 7 of hearts.
And what I just saw was a 7 of spades, which I memorized many times, and I shouldn't be mistaken.
What's going on?
The 7 of spades becomes the 7 of hearts, both cards are 7s, but the suit has changed, what does it mean?
I was lost in thought.
"What's the biggest possibility?" I asked myself.
"You were dreaming. Another voice told me.
"Then why not a 7 instead of another card?" I asked again.
"It's just a coincidence. β
"The feeling just now is so real, how can it be a dream?"
"Haven't you heard of lucid dreaming?" the voice asked me.
Lucid dreaming is a conscious dream, the dreamer realizes that he is dreaming, the dreamer can do whatever he wants in the dream, and the dream can be extremely clear and almost indistinguishable from the real world. Friends who have watched "Inception" should know something about lucid dreaming, and the protagonist of that movie prepared a spinning top in order to distinguish between dreams and reality. If the spinning top can keep spinning and can't stop, it means that the protagonist is currently in a dream, and if the spinning top turns and then stops, it means that he is currently in the real world.
Later, I learned that many lucid dreamers have a better way to distinguish between dreams, one is to close your eyes, in which you can still see things in the dream even if you close your eyes, and the other is to wrench your fingers, in which you can easily pull your finger back to the back of your hand, but in reality it is difficult for you to pull your finger over 90 degrees.
Was my experience really a lucid dream?
I didn't experience lucid dreaming at the time, and I couldn't judge, but I had a strong feeling inside me that this was definitely not just a dream.
Four of the 54 cards are 7, and the probability of randomly drawing 7 is about 1/8, but the probability of 7 is not much greater, is it really so coincidental?
I don't believe it.
So why did the suit change again?
What's the mystery here?
Is it possible that the suits of the cards in the spirit world and the real world can be different?
Could it be that what I just went to see was a parallel world?
The more I think about it, the more confused I become, my brain hurts, I just don't want to cover my head to sleep, I've been doing this lately, and it's messing up my sleep time, but fortunately I don't have to go to work now, otherwise my eyes must have become panda eyes.
When I woke up the next day, it was already noon, and now the doctor who came to the ward in the morning did not come to wake me up, and I was already used to sleeping lazily every day.
After washing my face and brushing my teeth, I went to the cafeteria for lunch, and met Lao Li and Lao Wu sitting together eating and chatting, and I sat next to them after dinner.
"Xiao Wu, your face has been very bad lately!What's the matter?" Lao Li asked me.
"It's okay, it's too late to sleep every night. I replied to him.
"Oh, what are you sleeping so late for?"
"Read a book. β
"Don't stay up late! there's plenty of time to watch during the day. β
"Hey, hey, by the way, Lao Li, do you snore when you sleep?"
"Nope!"
"Don't you ever snore?
"I don't know, I don't think so. β
"Oooh!"
I ate mechanically and pondered.
"Do you believe that people have souls?" I asked them.
"Of course you have a soul, how can you live without a soul!" Lao Li replied to me, but Lao Wu shook his head.
"I mean after death, or whether there is a soul alone. β
"No one can say for sure, it's a hundred dead people!" Lao Li also shook his head.
"The soul is consciousness, and consciousness is based on the function of the brain. Lao Wu put down his chopsticks, then turned his head and began to preach to me, "As soon as a person dies, his breathing stops, and within a few minutes, the brain will die of complete lack of oxygen, and his consciousness will disappear, which is called brain death in medicine." When the brain dies, consciousness does not exist, in fact, the soul is just a common name for consciousness! Many vegetative people are brain dead, but the physical body is still alive and can breathe, but their consciousness is no longer there, they are indeed dead. After saying that, he spread his hands and pretended to be regretful.
"Could it be that consciousness doesn't come in the brain?" I asked him.
"Nonsense!" Old Wu suddenly raised his voice a lot.
"I think the human brain is like a computer, and the mind and soul are like computer software, such as operating systems and application software. I said.
"Xiao Wu, your analogy is very good, but can the software still exist if the computer hard disk is broken?"
He's right, but I'm not done yet.
"Is the software copiable?" I asked him again.
"Of course!"
"Our knowledge and ideas can also be copied and transferred, right? For example, isn't what we learn in school copied from our teachers to our brains?"
He thought for a moment and replied, "That's right, that's right. β
"Does the soul also include knowledge and thoughts, as well as emotions?"
"No, no, no!!" At this time, Lao Wu began to shake his head desperately, "The soul is the soul, how can the soul be knowledge and thoughts!"
"Didn't you just say that the soul is consciousness? Isn't the work of thought in the mind just thinking? Isn't the process of thinking not part of consciousness?"
Lao Wu was choked by my words all of a sudden.
"The process of thinking is thinking, everything in our daily life, such as the rice bowl in our hands, the clothes on our bodies, the stool on which our buttocks sit, this canteen, this hospital, all the man-made things in the world, which is not the embodiment of the thinking of those inventors and designers?"
The two men listened with strange expressions, and I continued.
"Thinking can be transferred and transformed, for example, the stool we sit on under our buttocks, the designer's thinking conceives a plan, and then draws it on the drawing, the thinking is converted into a drawing, and the factory makes a chair according to the drawing, and the thinking is converted into the physical object of the chair. If the mind can be transferred and transformed, why can't the soul ... β
Speaking of this, Lao Wu suddenly interrupted me loudly: "No, no, no, no!"
"What's the problem?"
"Isn't the transfer of thinking and conversion you mean by information? Of course, information can be transferred, and isn't making phone calls, including talking to us, transferring information? Hahaha! I'm talking to you now, am I transferring my soul to you? It's ridiculous!"
At this time, it was my turn to choke, and I couldn't defend myself for a while.
Yes, he was talking to me, and his soul couldn't have come to me, but I just heard his voice, which was converted into electrical signals through my ears and sent to my brain, and then my brain converted the electrical signals into the corresponding meanings, and finally combined them into semantics, and understood the meaning of his expression, and the whole process was just that I received the message he sent.
Is information really part of the soul?
I do not know.
I justified with Lao Wu that I just wanted to instill in him what I had recently realized, which was essentially a new concept, and I was no different from his concept in the first few months, but after experiencing some recent things, I thought a lot, and my worldview also changed, so I thought about the question of whether the soul really exists. As I spoke, my ideas came to him in the form of messages, and I tried to pour my ideas into his brain, and the original ideas in his brain rebelled and refused to accept my new ideas.
Information itself cannot exist in material form, what we can see and hear is only what it is displayed through matter and light, for example, we cannot see the computer software itself, but can only see the results of the software running on the computer through the screen. This effect is the same as the property of energy, energy itself is also invisible and intangible, but it does not exist all the time, we know that any matter including light waves is composed of energy, we admit that energy exists because energy can be observed through scientific experiments to transform and transfer. Information can also be transformed and transferred, but what is the essence of information?
Is information also a special kind of energy?
When we see beautiful women, we will have love, when we see naked women, we will feel sick when we see stool, we will be excited when we see idols, and we will feel comfortable when we hear our favorite music. If it must be said that information is also an energy, then this energy should be energy at the spiritual level, not at the material level.
We often talk about positive spiritual energy and negative spiritual energy, referred to as positive energy and negative energy, which should refer to the spiritual information energy that represents different attributes.
Is the spiritual energy also real?
This energy can be felt directly, but it cannot be measured by instruments, whereas material energy can be measured by instruments and proven to be real. It is precisely because instruments are objective and people are subjective, that science opposes all subjective things, even if everyone can intuitively feel spiritual energy, just as we love beauty and dislike ugliness, but because this feeling is subjective, everyone's feelings are different, so it cannot be used as scientific proof.
And the same is true of science's attitude towards the soul.
Later, after going through a lot of things, I understood the reason why instruments cannot measure spiritual energy and souls, because the instruments of the material world can only measure the energy of matter frequencies, and this measurement range is limited to matter particles and electromagnetic waves. The vibration frequency of spiritual energy far exceeds the vibration frequency of electromagnetic waves and material particle energy, and the vibration frequency of soul energy far exceeds the vibration frequency of spiritual energy. If you notice that I used the word spirit world above, you should be able to understand that even though we are now physically in the material world, in fact our spirit and soul are in both the spirit world and the spirit world.
I will explain it in detail when I recall the relevant plot later, but it is inconvenient to talk about it now.
I have to say that Lao Wu is still relatively careful in his thinking, but it's a pity that he has mental illness and is in the evil stock market!
At this time, Lao Li leaned his head over and whispered in my ear, "Lao Chen is gone." β
"Which old Chen?"
Lao Li hurriedly waved his hand to signal me not to be loud.
"The one next door to me, the one who plays billiards with me", he said and pointed up with his index finger again.
I understand that this fear has actually been hidden in my heart all along, but I have been busy studying and cultivating during this time, and I have been playing out of my body, and I have forgotten it on the surface.
I decided to take the initiative to uncover the secrets of the top floor at night.