I am immune, it’s easy. Just don’t smoke. I’ve probably smoked hundreds of cigarettes with beer with friends. I’d just never have one on my own. I’ve never had a drink on my own either. It’s obvious and easy.
This is interesting. I do this too and find it quite addictive. It’s a sort of groggy high, certainly an easy form of escape. It’s a place between dreaming and thinking.
I have many things I do just to get me out of bed to stop the cycle. I have a Philips sunlight alarm clock placed on the other side of the room, which combined with painfully chugging a pint of water is how I get up. I then have my breakfast arranged so I just have to press a button and my porridge will cook. Now if I don’t get up for that there will be a burnt pan which is more incentive not to lay in dreams.
It’s like someone invented a spell that copies and shares things for free, but using this spell is illegal. Imagine if it was a spell that copied food. Morally this would be good as people would no longer be hungry. I think we also have a hunger for entertainment and being able to share in this entertainment with others.
I’m not going buy something that can be copied for free. I also consider this a vote against the “machine“ that produces this media. I’m happy if the distribution and production system fails and something new is born. I think then things will be created by people who love creating things.
I believe I experienced a quantum immortality event. I went all the way through through the tunnel of white light in the hospital while being treated for a head trauma.
The process of entering “the tunnel” was that of shedding the ego. Only when naked could the journey begin. When I had totally accepted my death and it’s ramifications upon others.
My memory of death is one of unimaginable peace and serenity. Like being white light. Although it happened 10 years ago it’s hard being back alive really as every moment is suffering in comparison.
When I was shoved back down into my body things seemed the same but later two of my close friends sat me down and told me I was treating them differently. I relate to almost all Mandela effects and have some strange memories my family deny.
Imagine space is the surface of a balloon and you are blowing it up. Everything is in the middle of the surface, or at the centre. Everything is expanding. However we can’t appreciate this as at human scale electromagnetic and nuclear forces are dominant.