merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily: life is but a dream
A ghost without a soul! -oingo boingo
Here's the definitions of SOUL (dictionary.com)
noun
1.
the principle of life, feeling, thought, and action in humans, regarded as a distinct entity separate from the body, and commonly held to be separable in existence from the body; the spiritual part of humans as distinct from the physical part.
2.
the spiritual part of humans regarded in its moral aspect, or as believed to survive death and be subject to happiness or misery in a life to come:
arguing the immortality of the soul.
3.
the disembodied spirit of a deceased person:
He feared the soul of the deceased would haunt him.
4.
the emotional part of human nature; the seat of the feelings or sentiments.
5.
a human being; person.
6.
high-mindedness; noble warmth of feeling, spirit or courage, etc.
7.
the animating principle; the essential element or part of something.
Spirit makes me think of spears, or phallic penetration, (hole-y spirit!)
in addition to Blade Runner ("that's the spirit!")
and I think of spirituality as defined by physics -it's a physical phenomenon like radio waves or microwaves, or maybe even quantum entanglement. But I don't believe in ghosts. I think a photograph of a ghost is a simultaneous manipulation of both consciousness (mind-control), and photographic equipment (remotely). Schizophrenia is a spiritual malady (or gift, if you happen to feel more positively about it) of connection to another mind, in my view. Telepathy is an everyday reality for me, even if it remains mysterious in the how and why, like so much modern technology. Even so, I don't believe any part of me will survive death (excepting the blog! and maybe dna, if I have any kids, and of course, dust). I don't think I'll be in heaven, in the heavens, appearing in dreams, like obi wan kenobi or whatever. But I do think computers have my number, and could probably generate a reasonable facsimile. I am not a soulless killer, except for bugs, etc..well, maybe I am: I've eaten a lot of meat. But I am a human being, not a superhuman God or subhuman vampire, although of course I've identified with both. So in that sense, I'm a soul. Soul music, and gospel, was never my bag for this bag-o-bones. Happy day of the dead!
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