Rottie to the Rescue...
One night a family's pet Rottweiler started barking to be let out in the middle of the night. A rather grumpy owner got out of bed and let him out, shutting the door firmly behind him.Snuggling back into bed with his partner, the dog soon started barking outside as well. The man got up, opened the window and told the dog to be quiet.
The dog obediently went quiet, but soon started barking again. Again, the man got out of bed, opened the window and told the dog to shut up.
Drifting off to sleep comfortably snuggled under the quilt, the family were awoken once more by the urgent ringing of the doorbell. Someone wouldn't would not lay off that wretched bell.
The man grouchily goes down stairs tying his dressing gown around himself as he went. It's 3am in the bloody morning. His sleep has been disturbed four times. He opens the door...and finds the Rottweiler standing on his hind legs, leaning on the door bell with his front paws.
At this point the man realises their dog has been trying to tell them something all along: the roof of the house is ablaze. He wakes his family and gets them out safely just before the roof comes crashing down.
Now tell me dogs can't think, can't reason, can't problem solve...and don't have a soul.
Comments (145)
The half OBE I had on the operating table was a bit weird because of the pain and being so close to death, but still a bit awesome. It wasn't being out of my body that scared me it was being in my body that I was trying to avoid.
I was giving birth at the time, so leaving my daughter was also scary. Not an easy decision to make.
Animals, and plants, and every thing is conshious. Other than my spelling.
Every thing is conshious energy.
All energy is the same.
Thus, beliefs around the world are the same. People do not see it because of the blocks.
As for your lamp post experience, I think kids are more adaptable and free from the constraints of what is accepted, or more accurately perhaps, not accepted by society.
PS. Spell check and the Oxford online dictionary are my friends.
And yes it's after 1am, I should be sleeping, but now my mind is buzzing, Nam.
And Cheavy, my experiences didn't scare me, but you saying I'd covered some points in that book has. Why has that scared me? Maybe because it makes it more real? Maybe because I didn't expect to be taken seriously and that it all could have been flights of fancy?
But then, what is a flight of fancy if not an action of the mind/soul/consciousness/life?
Where do we draw the line between reality and non-reality? That has it's implications for how mental health and psychoses are viewed, eh?
And what is reality.
A scyoidfrinic has friends that we do not see.
Are they not real??????
That sounds like a vitamin pill, Cheavy. I hope it's not made from carrots.
Could you explain that alpha and omega thing, please?
But, are they real????
I am evil
I am.........you!
We've come full circle to each person having their own truth, haven't we?
If you can control your mind to be outside of your body, why can't you control your mind speaking to you?
And ignoring them, or stopping them is based upon the assumption that you'd want to get rid of them. What if the noises, or voices are encouraging, or comforting?
Wrap your very good brain around that one I "must" say.
To the heat of the fire. To the mind of the man. To the action of thought.
And if he had not paid attention to the dog. He would not have died.
He would have just changed form.
Reminds me of a date, that no one else is in the room, and time transends.
Sleep on this.
What is time????
Yes, I'd better get some sleep.
Thank you sir, for the very fine conversation.
Thank you everyone who has contributed. What a brilliant, diverse and fun blog.
Good nite Jac.! I just got back home. And I enjoyed you!..
No, I asked her to sleep on:
What is time?????
Great blog!