So, now that I’ve proved beyond all shadows of doubts that the fourth dimension exists, let’s get serious. Here’s my hypothesis: the collective consciousness is the fourth dimension. Seriously. Here’s a camera viewing the inside of a 2D being’s house in real time. (willing suspension of disbelief powering up…I know it’s really a drawing.) Look it over carefully, because it helps me explain my hypothesis.
(drawing by Edwin Abbott Abbott, Flatland)
Notice, by the way, the characters inside the house that you are (perhaps inappropriately) spying on: the wife (she’s the needle shaped character in the middle there), the napping pentagonal sons, the butler and the policemen. None of them can see you staring at them, because they are trapped in 2D. But you can see them…all of them at the same time. You can also see into the bedroom, into the cellar and you could see into the kitchen cupboards too, if they had any, all at the same time.
In the same way that you can see into this Flatlander’s house, a 4D being can see into yours. A 4D doctor could do heart surgery on you without even cutting your skin, just the same way that you could do heart surgery on a 2D being without cutting his skin. You can just see inside him. The fourth dimension is all around us and even inside us.
Eckhart Tolle on the discovery of inner space:
Whenever there is beauty, kindness, the recognition of the goodness of simple things in your life, look for the background to that experience within yourself. But don’t look for i tas if you were looking for something. You cannot pin it down and say, “Now I have it,” or grasp it mentally and define it in some way. It is like the cloudless sky. It has no form. It is space; it is stillness, the sweetness of Being and infinitely more than these words, which are only pointers. When you are able to sense it directly within yourself, it deepens. So when you appreciate something simple–a sound, a sight, a touch–when you see beauty, when you feel loving kindness toward another, sense the inner spaciousness that is the source and background to that experience.
I’ve felt the inner spaciousness before, although it was a fleeting experience. I can even remember some of the times: driving home from the airport late one night and seeing the full moon golden against the horizon, my mom and a perfectly brewed Americano in an antique shop in Paducah, KY, a hike at Buford park on Christmas eve at sunset…
These are some moments when I accidentally slipped into the fourth dimension, the innerly perceived space that touches us all around, or, in my hypothesis, the collective consciousness. More about the ghosts later…
Do ghosts really exists
Yes, I believe they do…