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Déjà vu

Do you feel as if you have already seen this blog post? Somehow, though logically you don't know how that could even be possible and it doesn't really make sense. Sounds kinda crazy doesn't it? I get that feeling too often to just write it off as just some memory phenomenon with a fancy french name.

What if it's happening because there is a glitch in the system? What if everything quantum physics has discovered is really the truth? If time and space does not actually exist... linearly, as we usually think of it, then that means all potentiality exists at once. Anything is possible and we as the observer bring it into form by focusing our attention on it.

But who is this observer we reference inside of each of us?

What if we have lived many lifetimes in many different bodies in many different ways? What if we currently are living out multiple potentialities at once? Is that what the glitch is? Did we actually just remember a snippet from a life we lived exactly like this one we are living now but on a different plane or from a different perspective or in a different part of one of the multiple universes?

Or is it just because we tuned in as the observer on a certain wave form that leapt into particles? Or maybe we all can see the future or we can predict the future somewhat enough that our brain creates a memory of an event just as we imagine it but before we are conscious of it and before we physically experience it.

I'm not sure. 

Last night we were watching a movie and one of the main characters was talking about writing a book in which one of the characters was perpetually experiencing Deja Vu. And I thought, hmm, thats interesting, I would read that book, I can relate to that feeling. I'm also curious to discover more about this phenomenon because it happens at certain moments of my life and leaves a lasting impression. Sometimes it happens even during the most mundane moments, like washing the dishes, (which makes me shake my head, because of course, I've already done the dishes so many times before). Yet it's a much more profound and specific feeling than that.

Anyway, I could amuse (and abuse) my mind with these concepts the rest of my life but I have to eat ice cream and finish writing my book proposal. Still I can't help but let my mind wander and continue to wonder. In fact what if I already wrote this blog post and this book, (on some level) and all I have to do is remember?  Either way, enough of this pondering Déjà, I've got to do something else to get something else done.